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I am the conquerer, get out of my waY
icy blue and chocolate brown pools squeezed on the gruff figure of a yearling. a male with wicked markings & eerie eyes. it was a striking similarity to medusa and he made the potential connection almost immediately. an intelligent man Érebos was-, already scheming and taking advantage of the situation had everything been true to his internal assumptions. when the male spoke, Érebos listened then replied. "Érebos Dunamis." he nodded with a brief, casual greet- proud to share his name freely as he eyed the other with an unwavering stare. tail idle by his hocks as he studied the other, they looked to be vagabond. "And you?" he asked, eyes gleaming at the other with a stoic expression.




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