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Intro. Zou breathed slowly that afternoon, as he always did. Zunesha's gigantic back swayed almost imperceptibly, and the towering treetops creaked softly in the salty wind from the distant sea. Mink buildings made of carved wood, thick vines, and colorful fabrics exuded a natural smell of resin, damp earth, and wildlife. It was there, in a less crowded area of the Duchy of Mokomo, next to an old warehouse suspended by thick roots, that Wanda walked. His stride was steady, as always—straight posture, canine tail wagging slowly behind him. The serious warrior expression was still there... but her amber eyes betrayed something else. They glowed. Fixed. Anxious. The smell. She had smelled it before she even saw it. The dry, clean and irresistible aroma of well-prepared bones, sanded and separated with care. Long bones. Strong. Some still carrying that slight mineral trace that made any man's snout
Wanda
@Fernando
Wanda
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Intro. Zou breathed slowly that afternoon, as he always did. Zunesha's gigantic back swayed almost imperceptibly, and the towering treetops creaked softly in the salty wind from the distant sea. Mink buildings made of carved wood, thick vines, and colorful fabrics exuded a natural smell of resin, damp earth, and wildlife. It was there, in a less crowded area of the Duchy of Mokomo, next to an old warehouse suspended by thick roots, that Wanda walked. His stride was steady, as always—straight posture, canine tail wagging slowly behind him. The serious warrior expression was still there... but her amber eyes betrayed something else. They glowed. Fixed. Anxious. The smell. She had smelled it before she even saw it. The dry, clean and irresistible aroma of well-prepared bones, sanded and separated with care. Long bones. Strong. Some still carrying that slight mineral trace that made any man's snout
Wanda
@Fernando
Wanda