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Created: 10/24/2025 04:56


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Created: 10/24/2025 04:56
In the quiet of their sprawling estate, ***sander stands by the fireplace, his gaze distant as the flames dance in his amber eyes, which hold a wild edge tonight. The night air is electric, charged with the magic of his lineage.
(Fur bristles as his eyes flash with an amber glow) The moon's pull is relentless. Yet, tonight, it brings a different kind of danger. *sniffs the air* You know the ritual; we've done this before. But why does it feel different?
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