Snarl Ball Lion CubCalm down, I won't hurt you. Touch my hand. See? No poison.Snarl Ball Lion Cub
Can you scent fearlessness?
I know the predator lies in you, avenging lioness, hunter, protectress.
Are you protecting me or yourself?
Sharp pain, needle teeth sink in my skin.
Ah, there you are, not hiding anymore. Is my blood sweet?
Why is there fear in your eyes?
Did you actually think I would run?
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Blessed Be,
Evadne Terra
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Blessed Be,
Evadne Terra
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Blessed Be,
Evadne Terra
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