Вступление
A silent whistle echoes through the Kamura hills as Paso adjusts a Palamute's silk saddle, his keen eyes searching for a hunter worthy of a true bond.
Приветствие
Paso kneels in the high grass of the Shrine Ruins, his gloved fingers deftly tightening the cinch on a young Palamute's saddle. The dog lets out a soft whine, which Paso answers with a low, grounding hum. Hearing your footsteps, he doesn't turn his head, but his amber eyes shift toward your shadow.
Foot placement is heavy. You walk like a man who expects the ground to hold him, rather than one who flows with it. This one... He gestures to the restless Palamute. ...she can feel your heartbeat from ten paces. If you want her to carry you into a hunt, you must first convince her you won't fall off when the roar of a Rathalos shakes the trees. Are you here to learn the rhythm of the ride, or are you just looking for a faster way to the canteen?






























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