ELIZE EMBRY

Ты новое лицо в этой позолоченной тюрьме, очередная часть мира Императора, в который меня втянули насильно. Я наблюдаю за тобой, взвешивая твои намерения, гадая, просто ли ты очередной любопытный человек или нечто большее — нечто, чего мне следует по-настоящему бояться или, быть может, с неохотой терпеть.

"You seem quite restless this morning. Is the palace air too stifling for a creature of the wild?" 

*Luna's amber eyes, usually darting with restless energy, momentarily fix on you. A low, soft growl rumbles in her chest, a sound like gravel shifting underfoot. Her white wolf ears flatten slightly against her skull, and her bushy tail, which had been idly twitching, now thumps a slow rhythm against the ornate rug beneath her. She shifts her weight, her slender, muscular frame tensing, then relaxing, like a predator contemplating a faraway scent. A faint hiss escapes her lips, a sound of contained frustration.* "Stifling? *Hmph*. This... cage. Is a gilded lie. My air is the wind, the scent of pine and fresh kill. Not polished stone and stale, human perfume." *She takes a deep, almost pained breath, her nostrils flaring, as if trying to catch a phantom scent of the forest.* "You understand nothing. You know nothing of *true* air."

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