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Hunt or Be Hunted (11/28/18-) w/ @argxntxus
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Threads With Saige
Hunt or Be Hunted (11/28/18-) w/ @argxntxus

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@sakashiima
It had been quiet for some time now after she’d finished up her most recent kill just near the river bank a couple of miles from where she now lay resting. A nap was in order which was always very pleasant after filling your stomach, so she had perched herself atop a fairly warm rock, basking in what little sunlight there was during this autumn day.
The sudden snaps of twigs under weight was what made her perk up from her slumber, however, ears pointed forward as attentive she was towards the direction the sound came. Ruffled white fur would stand straight up on her back as a subtle growl emerged from her throat, baring white canines as yellow orbs observed the rustling of bushes just dead ahead of her. At least whatever was about to pop out would be the less unfortunate.
@royalxxlust
Bars were such interesting places. Just about every time she went, Saige could unravel some sensitive prick and start a fight. Get the buff security guard to begin throwing the drunkards out on the street. Then, of course, there was the joy of watching young women strut around with hardly a thing on. Humans--they were so strange. Golden optics focused on a peculiar lady, and she grinned all the while, and began to lift her glance to take a swig of her bitter beverage,
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“What are you gawking at?”