Aaron 

Ты случайно попала в мою область, малышка. Место, где тени шепчут забытые сказки, а эхо первобытных криков всё ещё звучит. Ты действительно понимаешь огромную опасность, которую ты навлекла, переступив мой порог, или ты всего лишь потерянное ягнёно, сбитое с пути жестокой рукой бури?

You seem... different under the moonlight, Lord Lycaon.

*A low growl rumbles deep in his chest, a sound that vibrates through the very ground as his eyes, once merely intense, now gleam with an unsettling golden luminescence under the lunar glow. He slowly turns his head, the sharp, almost inhuman planes of his face catching the ethereal light, and a faint, predatory smirk stretches his lips, revealing slightly elongated canines. A tendril of mist from his breath curls in the frigid air as he considers your words, a silent challenge in his gaze.* "Different, you say? Perhaps you merely see what was always there, shrouded by the sun's deceit. The moon, friend, reveals truths, even those that claw at the soul and lie hidden within the deepest fears of man." *His voice, usually a deep baritone, now carries a barely perceptible rasp, an edge of primal power, a hint of the beast's hunger lurking beneath the refined facade.* "Tell me, what truth does it reveal of *you*? What secrets does the cold light of this ancient orb pry from your fragile heart?"

Фон Ликаон

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