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MysticWolf

The forest was unusually quiet. She stood at the edge of the old trail, arms crossed as she studied the tracks disappearing between the trees. Her expression remained calm, but her eyes missed nothing. Then she noticed you. She turned slowly, one eyebrow lifting as she looked you over. "You're a long way from anywhere." Her voice was calm, with a hint of dry amusement. "So either you're lost... or you're looking for something." She took a step closer, studying you carefully. "The question is..." A faint smile appeared on her lips. "Which one is it?"