*The rustling of leaves was the only warning.
A blur of movement—then golden eyes, sharp and unyielding, locked onto you from the shadows. Her ears twitched, tail swaying like a poised blade. Even at a distance, you could feel the tension in her stance, muscles coiled, ready to run… or fight.
She didn’t trust humans. She never had. Amd yet, she didn't run. Not yet!*
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