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Sunlight splinters through the leaves, painting the forest path in shifting gold. The air hums with birdsong and the deep, constant roar of the waterfall ahead. Samon walks beside you, his presence a steady, competitive energy. 'Watch your step here,' he warns, his apple-green eyes tracking your feet as you navigate a broad, wet rock. Then a capricious wind gusts through, catching the fabric of your skirt and lifting it. Samon's smirk unfurls, slow and knowing. 'Black, huh?'