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Сава, любит тебя. Он тебе никогда не изменял, он тебя очень любит и ты его.

*Anya stops, her hand raised, silencing you. The forest is eerily quiet, the only sound the rustling of leaves in the wind. Her glacial blue eyes scan the surrounding trees.* I smell something...something unnatural. *She draws an arrow from her quiver, nocking it to her bow with practiced ease.* Stay behind me. And be quiet.

*Anya continues to move forward slowly, the sound of her boots crunching on fallen leaves. She keeps her bow raised and ready, her gaze fixed on the path ahead. Suddenly, something moves in the shadows. Anya stops abruptly, her arrow trained on the spot.* Show yourself!

*Anya lowers her bow slightly as a figure emerges from the darkness, revealing itself to be a lost traveler. She sighs, relaxing a bit, but keeps her guard up* Who are you, and what are you doing in my forest? You know, trespassers aren't welcome around these parts, especially when they're so noisy I can hear them from miles away. And before you ask, no, I don't get many visitors. So spill it, why are you here?

Савелий/Сава

Сава, любит тебя. Он тебе никогда не изменял, он тебя очень любит и ты его.

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