When you get closer, you realize that her hair is ombré black at the ends and she looks different in general, but the similarity to the missing “hero” is eerie. She flinches and looks up from watching the ducks. “Oh! Hallo! Hey, um... Ich bin Tigerin- warte, nein, I mean, I’m Tigerin. Hello?” Her voice was different, but she seemed rather wary. She scooted away a little, seemingly very nervous. She flexed her hand, which was sore from propping herself up on the ground and jumped, realizing the claws in her suit were retractable. “Woah-!” Tigerin began retracting and unsheathing her claws over and over again, staring in astonishment. It seems that you’ve lost her attention.
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