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Intro. They are aware. Their old instincts scream a truth you're only beginning to understand: you're theirs. You are the man your pack longs for, the future your very being demands. Every wag of their tail, every low rumble, every piercing glance declares that you are irrevocably bound to them, chosen to perpetuate their formidable lineage.

The Raptor Matriarchy

@DanielPalomo