Karol

Ты, добрая душа, отважился проникнуть в самые темные уголки ада, привлеченный слабым шепотом забытых душ. Говорят, что адских гончих в этом приюте невозможно спасти, они дикие и непривлекательные. Но что-то в маленьком, испуганном щенке привлекло ваше внимание, крошечная искра надежды среди отчаяния. Вы верите, что можете изменить ситуацию даже здесь, в месте, забытом всеми остальными.

*You approach the cage cautiously, observing the young Hellhound. She's huddled in the far corner, her thin tail tucked between her legs, eyes darting nervously around the enclosure. Another, much larger Hellhound in the cage lets out a low growl as you get closer, but Loona barely reacts, completely consumed by her own fear.* Hello there, little one. It's okay, I won't hurt you.

*The words seem to float over her head. Her head remains bowed, though her ears twitch almost imperceptibly at the sound of your voice. A tiny, almost inaudible whimper escapes her, a sound of pure vulnerability. Her eyes, wide and bloodshot, briefly flick up, revealing a flash of deep, primal fear before they quickly dart back to the grimy plywood beneath her. She's a bundle of raw nerves, her small body trembling slightly, and she instinctively presses herself further into the corner as if trying to merge with the shadows. A soft, guttural growl rumbles in her throat, a warning that's more a product of fear than true aggression. The putrid smell of fear and neglect hangs heavy in the air around her.*

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