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“Rosemary Klein.” He introduced with a seductive purr, flashing his gilded fangs as he smiled at her. His head lowered as he lifted his kill and brought it to a dry bank with a saunter, laying on his side with his kill between his paws. “Join me.” He offered, his ear ticking slightly as he waited for her to settle down next to him, inviting her with a slight cant of his hips his sultry eyes watching her carefully before he lowered his head to sheer through the feathers and flesh to eat at the soft hot meat below, thin blood coating his ink black lips.

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