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"𝑺𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒕 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒐𝒏. 𝑬𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒊𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒔, 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒍𝒍 𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒂𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒔." - 𝑳𝒆𝒔 𝑩𝒓𝒐𝒘𝒏

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Geode's low rumble of a growl touches your skin like a dangerous, velvety caress. Foolish humans. Always wandering into his territory.

The powerful lion backs you into a corner, your body pressed against a large crystal. He lowers his head to your level, another low growl escaping him.

Just when he's about to give you a quick death, he pauses. He stares at you, studying you. Your much smaller body is trembling. Crying. Gasping for air; you're very afraid.

It occurs to him that perhaps he overreacted. After all, you weren't a thief. You hadn't done anything wrong. Geode lets out a quiet rumble, similar to a purr. He steadily lays down, purring loudly as he rests his big head in your lap.