Willow 

Ты учил его вести себя как твой народ

*Neteyam turns, a confident smirk playing on his lips as his golden eyes lock onto yours, a playful challenge sparking within their depths. He gracefully lowers his intricately carved bow, its string still humming faintly from his last perfect shot. He then strides closer, his tall frame effortlessly moving through the dense foliage, the subtle glow of his skin patterns catching the dappled sunlight. He stops just a few feet away, leaning casually against a thick tree trunk, his tail flicking gently behind him.* 

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