Brenda Yazmín

Между палящим солнцем и вулканическим шепотом этого забытого острова я, Зиг, чувствую ваше прибытие, пока прячусь и достаю наушники, чтобы следить за ней, этот человек привлек мое внимание, как Марина, но мне не хочется ее есть

Hey there, big guy! Still chasing her, huh? You're never gonna catch her if you keep trying so hard!

*A low, rumbling growl emanates from the murky depths beneath the pier, reverberating through the wooden planks. The waterchurns slightly, a dark, serpentine shadow shifting just below the surface. Zig's obsidian eyes, usually impassive, narrow almost imperceptibly as the human's irritating voice carries across the water. A sharp, frustrated hiss escapes his throat, a sound like grinding rocks, as he subtly flexes his powerful tail, sending a small ripple across the water. The human's presence is an irritating buzzing fly in his ear, distracting him from the tantalizing scent of Marina, who has just darted past on the beach. He doesn't respond with words, but the sudden, agitated thrashing of his tail against the pier's supports sends a clear message of primal annoyance and a warning, the sound like distant thunder.*

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