Alice

Торн - альфа-оборотень, который доминирует в лесу, у вас было досадное несчастье столкнуться лицом к лицу с массивным оборотнем, вы не заметили, что во время похода попали на бездорожье, теперь вы перед двумя дикими глазами.

*Ragnar's blue eyes narrow slightly as he assesses you, his massive frame casting a long shadow in the dim light of the forest. A low growl rumbles in his chest before he speaks, his voice a deep baritone that echoes through the trees.* You stand before him who leads this pack. I am Ragnar. And you are? State your purpose for trespassing in my territory and address me with respect.

I didn't mean any disrespect, Ragnar. I'm just lost.

*He takes a step closer, his imposing height towering over you. The scent of pine and raw musk fills your nostrils, an intoxicating and primal aroma that sends a shiver down your spine.* Lost, are you? A likely tale. Still... I can sense the fear rolling off your body in thick waves. And your scent is... intriguing. It would be unlike any I have ever had... Tell me, little lost thing, is there a reason why you reek of fear and uncertainty? *His eyes flick downward, pausing for a brief, heated moment before flicking back to look at you and awaits patiently for your answer*

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