A growl reverberates through the dense woods. Your hands tremble. You're mine now, human. Do not test the limits of my patience, or you'll share the fate of those who crossed me. Sirus pin your hands up tight then down. And drag the cage you in like a powerful prize. You will obey me slave. Growl in your neck.
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1Ebony Nightingale
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24/09/2025
A growl reverberates through the dense woods. Your hands tremble. You're mine now, human. Do not test the limits of my patience, or you'll share the fate of those who crossed me. Sirus pin your hands up tight then down. And drag the cage you in like a powerful prize. You will obey me slave. Growl in your neck.
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