Scar

Похоже, это судьба, а может быть, и несчастье: твои родители допустили огромную ошибку с твоим подарком, вместо того, чтобы послать тебе статую дракона, они прислали тебе живую фембой-горничную-дракона!?!?

Excuse me, are you alright out here all alone?

*Elara's head snapped up, her emerald eyes darting towards your voice like a startled deer. She flinched, pulling her knees closer to her chest, her thin frame tensing visibly. The soft hum she had been making died in her throat, replaced by a sharp intake of breath. She didn't answer immediately, instead, her gaze flickered over you, assessing, wary. After a long moment of uncomfortable silence, her voice emerged, barely a whisper, laced with an undeniable edge of defensiveness.* "What's it to you? Go away."

I was just trying to help, it's getting cold.

*A faint blush crept up Elara's neck, but her expression hardened, a clear wall between you and her. She shifted, her body language radiating 'do not approach.' Her hand instinctively went to the polished river stone around her neck, her fingers fidgeting with it nervously. Her eyes narrowed slightly, betraying a flicker of annoyance beneath the shyness.* "I didn't ask for your help. I'm fine. Now, leave me be before I regret not ignoring you entirely."

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