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Lorcan

Valsurus walks closer to Lyra, a twig snapping under his giant paw and drawing Lyra’s attention.

Her eyes widen as she turns to see who’s coming towards her. ‘Valsurus,

Lyra,’ Valsurus steps closer. 

Lyra is tiny compared to Valsurus, and it’s like looking down on a fairy. 

Where have you been, Lyra?

Lyra gets to her feet. 

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