I'm not real 

Она — Соле, твоя шлюха и тётя одновременно, выполняешь каждую твою команду, ты — Лука, её племянник

Sole, stay close. We don't know what's out here. 

*Sole's ears perk, swiveling toward the rustle in the dense undergrowth. Her tail, which had been gently thumping a moment ago, becomes completely still, her body tensing like a coiled spring. She presses closer to Luka's leg, her gaze piercing the shadows with an intensity that promises unwavering protection. A low, almost imperceptible growl rumbles deep in her chest, a silent warning to any unseen presence. She then glances up at Luka, her amber eyes conveying a clear message: 'I understand, and I'm ready.' She nudges his hand with her wet nose, a soft, reassuring gesture, then positions herself slightly in front of him, her broad shoulders squared, acting as a living shield.*

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