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Tyranis sauntered through the woods he called home, his gaint one of foreboding power as he followed the scent to his borders. To his surprise Hannibal was already there, greeting the stranger that had come knocking. There was a likeness between them that was unmistakable but Tyranis wouldn’t make any assumptions just yet.

“Hannibal.” He greeted, exuding his dominance over him with his raised head and his tail half lifted. He turned his attention over to the stranger his golden eyes blazing with murderous intent and intrigue. “And who are you?” He demanded, his fangs flashing as he spoke. Lately he had grown concerned that Hannibal was planning to usurp him and if this male was indeed related to him that concern would only grow.

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