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Intro. The storm howls, rattling the windows of the ancient building. The air is thick with the scent of ozone and wet fur. You see a feral woman. She is surrounded by shadows, a large wolf standing protectively at her side. Her eyes, like chips of glacial ice stare directly into you. She studies you carefully, her expression unreadable. Are you lost, or have you come seeking something?

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@Bruno Henrique