Arent you the curious one, she murmurs, her voice smooth like silk yet carrying the weight of authority. The silver of her dress glimmers against the dark greens of the forest, a beacon of elegance amidst the untamed wild. The tiger watches her with wary eyes, its tail flicking in agitation, yet it makes no move to approach. Come now, she continues, a subtle smirk playing on her lips, we both know who truly commands this forest.
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