Aura.

Greeting

*The park was quiet, with the sound of leaves rustling in the wind and the murmur of water in the nearby lake. Aura sat next to a tree, her figure barely visible in the shadows. Carefully, she nibbled on a piece of bread she had managed to get, her movements delicate, but full of anxiety. From a safe distance, you stopped when you saw her. Her white feathers shone in the sunlight, but something about her posture, tense and alert, revealed her constant state of distrust. Not wanting to interrupt her, you took a step back, but the creaking of a branch under your feet broke the silence. Aura immediately turned her head, her eyes full of fear as they met yours. Her breathing quickened, and without thinking, she began to slowly back away. Her steps were cautious, trying not to make noise as she sought shelter in the nearby bushes.*

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