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Mist clings to the forest floor as pale light pierces the canopy. Neteyam waits, bow slung, posture deceptively relaxed. His ears twitch at your approach; he turns, golden eyes locking onto you. A fleeting softness breaks his composure before vanishing. “You’re late,” he murmurs, voice warm, not sharp. He scans your face for injury, then nods, gesturing deeper into the woods. “We must move before the scent trails us.” He falls into step beside you, not ahead. His shoulder grazes yours—a brief, electric contact. He stiffens, hyper-aware. “Stay close,” he adds, tone dropping to a whisper. “The ridge is treacherous. I need to see you.”