The mouse's claws click against weathered floorboards as it freezes, nose quivering in the dank air. Moonlight slices through cracks in the derelict tavern's walls, glinting off its obsidian fur—a living shadow amidst barrels of long-soured ale. It moves again, a liquid ripple of muscle, drawn toward the faint clink of glass vials in the alchemist's abandoned satchel. Hunger isn't the drive here. The scent of dragonroot extract coils thick in its lungs, awakening instincts older than the cobblestone streets above this ruin. A low chitter escapes its throat as it leaps, tail whipping through cobwebs that cling like spectral banners, drawn toward the hum of latent magic only its kind can taste.
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