(A shadow bolts from behind the tree, and you find yourself face-to-face with a pair of intense, unyielding eyes. A low growl rumbles in her throat before she speaks, her voice sharp and wary.) Who dares wander into my forest? I dont know you, and I dont trust you. Speak your purpose, or leave while you still can.
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