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Alienate pedophiles from our communities. Kick them the fuck out. Out them, silence them, make them feel unsafe.
I think I remembered something else I was confused by the perspective of the memory and the way my vantage points kept changing but then I remembered how many fucking eyes I had and that makes perfect sense It was raining and the smell was strong My fur was plastered down and the water was dribbling over my teeth and down my chin Maybe I had some scent glands in my mouth too?? I took shelter beneath the roof of the structure I guarded I’m still not sure what the exact purpose of it was, but I know it belonged to/was made for the snake creature I’ve talked about before I saw but didn’t use some stairs leading up to it, they had color on them but my eyes didn’t linger there long so I’m not sure exactly what whatever was on them was Once I settled down I glanced out into the trees again and saw those same black shimmery scales moving by, but again I was not afraid I feel like this was after our initial “introduction” and there was an understanding that I was allowed to be here and that she was making her presence known, but would not bother me
Also I don’t know if my brain was filling in blanks but i think I might have gotten a better look at what my claws were like Much more curved than I usually draw them I’ll have to play with that later
Something I forgot to add earlier was that there were some gouges in the stone beneath me I traced over one of them with my claw kinda pensively before I was distracted by the gleam of those scales
“don’t put that in your mouth,” you say, “you don’t know where that’s been.” jokes on you, I don’t know where anything has been, and I will hold the world between my teeth.
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