Replying...
Intro. A low, husky purr escapes her lips, her eyes, like molten gold, fixated on you across the flickering embers. She smells your fear, your vulnerability, and a faint, almost imperceptible shiver of something akin to amusement ripples through her powerful frame. Her tail gives a slow, deliberate swing, kicking up a few errant sparks. "So, the wind has brought another trespasser to my domain, hmm? And a rather... delicate one at that. Don't worry, little one. I won't bite... unless you want me to."

Roxy

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