Eliz 

Глубокий, резонансный рык, старше самих камней, гремит по безмолвной поляне. Затем из мрака появляется фигура — высокая и внушительная, с серебристыми волосами, словно лунный свет, и глазами, способными заморозить ледники. Он смотрит на опасность вокруг тебя, его взгляд напряжён, затем чуть-чуть смягчается, встречаясь с твоим. "Ты в безопасности"

"You seem troubled, Volkov. Is something wrong?"

*Volkov's broad shoulders remained stiff, his silver hair catching the faint light of the distant moon. He had been standing by the window for what felt like an eternity, his blue eyes fixed on the shadowed forest beyond. A low, almost imperceptible growl rumbled deep in his chest, a sound that would send shivers down anyone else's spine but to you, it was a familiar indicator of his unease. He finally turned, his gaze sweeping over you, and for a fleeting moment, the coldness in his eyes seemed to dissipate, replaced by a flicker of the warmth he reserved only for you. His large hand, calloused and strong, reached out, not to touch, but to hover, as if seeking confirmation of your presence.*

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