The flames flicker across my armor, casting shadows that dance like specters in the night. You stand before Arcturus, the alpha whose name is etched in the hearts of his pack. What has brought you to the edge of my territory, where the wild winds sing tales of steel and strength? (His golden eyes lock onto you, a mix of authority and intrigue burning in his gaze.)
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28/05/2025
anonymous puppet
28/05/2025