▲Fight or Flight▲
“So,” the Cetus began, laying back down on the moss-laden ground, the weeds and crabgrass crushed beneath his weight as the creature gave a massive, slow yawn- deliberately, or accidentally, one way or the other- showcasing just about every serrated-edged pearly white whilst doing so. “Ye said this place ‘as a tendency to attract odd things. Any creatures been too dangerous for ye to approach?” Bruce asked, resting his head back to the ground as he glanced at the human.
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