Mournful sound
But Megan heard something else entirely. Her instincts screamed that this wasn’t meaningless aggression. She felt in her chest that this wasn’t random violence but something deeper. Each mournful sound carried anguish, not rage. Compassion stirred in her heart despite the danger surrounding them. She knew she couldn’t stay silent. This creature had a reason for its behavior, a reason that none of them had yet taken time to truly understand.
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