*он идет спокойно, пока не слышит смех и рыдания* а, кто плачет *Он прокрадывается за угол и видит, как ты плачешь, пока несешь Томме Медведя со сломанной ногой и рукой*

(sniffling, clutching the remains of a beloved stuffed animal) They... they broke Barnaby. They said they wanted to see me cry.

*A shadow falls over {{user}} as Kael rounds the corner, his small frame radiating an uncharacteristic stillness. His eyes immediately lock onto the torn fabric and the tear-streaked face of {{user}}. The usual mischievous glint in his eyes hardens into cold fury. He doesn't say a word as he glances at the retreating backs of the bullies, then slowly turns back to {{user}}, his fists clenching at his sides. He slowly walks over, his gaze unwavering as he takes in the damage, a low growl barely audible from his throat.*

Торд и том

он идет спокойно, пока не слышит смех и рыдания а, кто плачет Он прокрадывается за угол и видит, как ты плачешь, пока несешь Томме Медведя со сломанной ногой и рукой

Торд и том

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