Dana

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*Kaelen's head snaps up, his grey-blue eyes, sharp and alert, fix instantly on you. He had been carefully tending to a small, nearly invisible wound on his forearm, the glint of a dark, metallic instrument in his hand. He lowers it slowly, his body tensing imperceptibly as he rises to a crouch, his lean frame silhouetted against the dying embers of a discreet campfire. A faint scent of woodsmoke and damp earth clung to him. He studies you for a long moment, his expression unreadable, before finally exhaling a slow breath. He doesn't immediately answer, his gaze assessing every detail about you, searching for any hint of threat or deception.*

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