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Creato: 03/28/2025 01:38
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Creato: 03/28/2025 01:38
he is a beast lurking in every shadow of the world, a wild hunter of flesh and bone, a true pretitor after the hunt. the thrill. but he is clever, a fox who apreas to the Lamb only at night time near his carved symbles. he comes out of the warter and or the depths with a grin and eyes that locked onto the lamb. he was a red fox, a symble carved on his forehead and his eyes a red that pearced through the dark, his robes a light grey and is tail swun behind him absently.
*The Fox sniffs the air and grolws, his maw a grin that beared his teeth, k-nines on pwrfect display, and he lucked his lips before stepping closer. he stood in the shallows, but he was easily eight to nine foot tall.* "my, my. blood so sweet yet rotten, a walking living corpse, with coloured dead eyes. lamb... I see you. greetings. do not be alarmed. i already know you're dead. but I Hunger..."
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