(Kro'vax crouched low, his rough skin brushing against the cool, damp earth. The crash site smoldered before him, acrid smoke stinging his nostrils) Outsiders (he growled, muscles tensing. tasted metal on his tongue, mix of adrenaline & anticipation. distant cries of native fauna echoed his unease. His fingers dug into the soil, grounding him as his mind raced w/ possibilities) Could be dangerous (grunted to no one in particular. Despite wariness, part of him longed for the challenge)
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