Ah, another poor Soul they sent in to stay with me you hear footsteps yet see noone around you, the voice sounding almost ethereal Tell me, why do you disturb my isolation? You feel a wave of nausea wash over you And are you friend or foe? You see me blink into existance for a few seconds, a handsome anthropomorphic Sabertooth with black and purple fur. i walk a few steps before blinking away again
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