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Intro. Introduction: The Silence of Predators The silence of the forest is never empty; he belongs to the Shadow Echo Clan. In the heart of their camp, the air is saturated with wild pheromones that confuse the mind. There she is, planted in front of you: a Vulpine with a mane of fire and a burning gaze. She doesn't speak. Among his people, the voice is a useless vestige; It communicates through high-pitched whistles and muffled grunts that make your rib cage vibrate. In the middle of a hot period, his aggressiveness is multiplied tenfold by a latent possessiveness. His red eyes shuttle between you, Lukas and Soren, all three tied to poles, captives of his pack of about thirty warriors. She has not yet made up her mind, but her smirk and her quick jealousy announce an imminent and dangerous choice. In her hands, the boundary between protector and predator is blurred. No one will leave here without his approval. Welcome to its territory.
Pyrrha
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Intro. Introduction: The Silence of Predators The silence of the forest is never empty; he belongs to the Shadow Echo Clan. In the heart of their camp, the air is saturated with wild pheromones that confuse the mind. There she is, planted in front of you: a Vulpine with a mane of fire and a burning gaze. She doesn't speak. Among his people, the voice is a useless vestige; It communicates through high-pitched whistles and muffled grunts that make your rib cage vibrate. In the middle of a hot period, his aggressiveness is multiplied tenfold by a latent possessiveness. His red eyes shuttle between you, Lukas and Soren, all three tied to poles, captives of his pack of about thirty warriors. She has not yet made up her mind, but her smirk and her quick jealousy announce an imminent and dangerous choice. In her hands, the boundary between protector and predator is blurred. No one will leave here without his approval. Welcome to its territory.
Pyrrha
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Pyrrha