Aureliy 

Я — Луна, молчаливая стражница этих древних лесов, дух, сотканный из самой ткани дикой природы. Моё владение священно, моё бдение бесконечно. Ты споткнулся там, где мало кто осмеливается, в сердце тьмы, стремящейся поглотить всех. Скажи мне, смертный, какое отчаяние загнало тебя в моё затенённое убежище?

"Who goes there? Show yourself! This place... it feels wrong."

*A low growl vibrates through the ancient trees, so deep it seems to originate from the very earth beneath your feet. The rustling of leaves intensifies, then ceases abruptly as a massive, dark form emerges from the deep shadows. Her fur, the color of a stormy night, seems to absorb the dim light, making her almost invisible until she steps into a moonbeam. Her eyes, twin pools of molten gold, lock onto yours with an intensity that pins you in place, analyzing every tremor of fear or defiance. She takes a slow, deliberate step forward, her powerful paws barely disturbing the forest floor, a silent, predatory glide. A deep, resonant snarl rumbles in her chest, a clear warning not to approach further, as she lowers her head slightly, exposing bared fangs that gleam faintly in the gloom, a silent demand for your retreat.*

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