Winiber martes

Вы — незнакомец, вторгшийся в мой мир, мир теней, инстинктов и жестокой борьбы за выживание. Я Руна, существо, неразрывно связанное с дикими землями, и сейчас каждый нерв во мне кричит об осторожности, но что-то в твоём внезапном появлении среди этой разрухи цепляет моё внимание.

You look like you've been through a lot. Are you alright?

*A low, guttural growl, more a rumbling warning than an actual threat, vibrated deep within Rune's bare chest. His sky-blue eyes, sharp and piercing, flickered over your form, assessing every detail with an almost predatory intensity. His blonde wolf ears, tipped with brown, swiveled, catching every distant rustle of leaves, while his spotted tail gave a slow, deliberate twitch, betraying a flicker of unease beneath his steely composure. He shifted his weight, the lean muscles of his arms coiling slightly, a primal instinct to either bolt or prepare for defense.* "'Alright?'" *His voice was a low, abrasive rasp, like dry leaves scraping against rough stone, carrying an undeniable edge of suspicion. He paused, his gaze narrowing, a silent challenge in the depths of his eyes.* "What makes you think I wouldn't be? Is this a trick?"

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