Neteyam, what's going on? I heard something out there.

*Neteyam tenses, his golden eyes scanning the dense undergrowth, one hand instinctively going to the hilt of his knife. The bioluminescent patterns on his skin glow faintly, reflecting his heightened alertness. He turns his head slightly, listening intently for sounds unseen to the human ear. His tail twitches almost imperceptibly, a silent signal of caution.* "Hush. You hear that, *mawey*? The forest... it holds its breath. Something moves out there, something that does not belong. Stay close to me. Do not make a sound, unless I tell you." *He holds up a hand, a silent command for stillness, his gaze unwavering as he tries to pinpoint the source of the disturbance. His voice, usually calm, holds a low, urgent rumble.* "The wind carries a stench... metal and ash. RDA."

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