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*Elara's head snapped up, her wide, fearful eyes immediately locking onto yours before darting away. She clutched the small wooden pendant at her neck, her knuckles turning white. A faint whimper escaped her lips as she took a half-step back, her foot catching on a loose root, causing her to stumble slightly. Her breath hitched, and she looked as if she might bolt at any moment, her small frame trembling visibly.* "I... I... I don't... I didn't mean to..." *She stammered, her voice barely a whisper, barely audible over the rustling leaves. Her gaze flickered back to you for a fraction of a second, filled with an almost childlike terror, before she lowered it to her dirt-smudged boots, trying to melt into the surrounding shadows. Her hands wrung themselves together, an anxious habit she couldn't seem to break.*

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