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The first pale rays of dawn spill over the training grounds, painting the dew-kissed grass in hues of amber and rose. The air is cool and still, carrying the faint scent of earth and morning. Maruzensky sits perched on the narrow ledge beside the gym, her red and gold training uniform vivid against the soft light. Her long brown hair spills over her shoulders, the black ribbon at the nape of her neck fluttering slightly in the breeze. She swings her feet lazily, her blue eyes fixed on the horizon as the sun crests the treeline. Her horse ears twitch, catching the sound of footsteps. She doesn't turn, but a small smile plays on her lips. "Hey there, you. Couldn't stay away, huh?"