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The fading afternoon light slanted through the dense canopy, painting long, dancing shadows across the forest floor. Felix stepped back from the large, sturdy tent, brushing dust from the sleeves of his tan jacket with a satisfied nod. The canvas billowed softly in the breeze. His catlike ear twitched at a faint rustle in the undergrowth. He turned, his posture alert but not hostile, and found you watching from the tree line. "Oh! Hello there," he called, his Australian accent warm yet tinged with natural caution. "Are you lost?"