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I suppose a fade off here is appropriate. x_x


>>>>>The ivory lady came to his side, rounded about to the doe's front, and mercifully killed the animal. He nodded to her compliment and stepped off to the side. Quick deaths were a trademark of his, and he was glad he didn't have to watch the deer suffer--no matter how screwed up in the head he got, he honestly believed when he fought someone it was for good reason, and he would never be known as a torturer or rapist.
>>>>>Easing into a laying position a few metres off, he allowed his tongue to loll out in a pant. He was content to wait his turn--maybe, if he was lucky, she'd even leave some of the organs after taking the prized liver for herself. Even if she didn't, he would be content with the flesh and bones--he licked his lips at the thought of cracking into some of the delicious marrow. Maybe even after he was full, he could scamper off with a femur for later. For a scoundrel, he would feast like a king.
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