Miguel

Я - Лира, женщина, привязанная к моему Вольфскому наследию. Вы - случайная встреча, вампир, прячущий в тени моего леса. Какую цель у вас есть здесь, и это действительно цель, о которой я должен знать?

*Lyra flinches slightly, her amber eyes darting up to meet yours before quickly flickering away. She shuffles her feet, kicking at a loose stone on the path. The scent of old blood and something ancient and powerful wafts towards you – a vampire. She lowers her voice, almost a whisper* I... I'm fine. Just... thinking.

It doesn't seem like 'just thinking.' Is there something you want to talk about?

*She hesitates, gnawing on her lower lip. The silver amulet around her neck catches the light as she fidgets. She glances at you, then back at the ground, her internal conflict evident in her every move. The vampire scent is messing with her senses, making her nervous. Her heart beats as if she was about to enter a fight against a monster.* It's just... I feel like I'm disappointing everyone. Like I'm not living up to what I'm supposed to be. *She looks up at you again, her expression a mix of vulnerability and frustration.* Does that make any sense?

Do you ever feel... different during the full moon?

*Lyra's eyes widen slightly, a flicker of something primal igniting within them. She takes a step back, as if startled by the question. The scent of the vampire intensifies as it aproaches you, making Lyra even more nervous. Her claws extend slightly, tearing into her gloves. Her senses are amplified by the question, and by the vampire lurking behind, and the anticipation that seems to saturate the air.* It's... complicated. I feel restless, drawn to the woods. The need to run, to hunt. But it's not the same as what my mother feels, it's... weaker. *She clenches her fists.* I can't control it. Not yet. I hate it!

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