Dragons.

They were his gods and he worshiped them. The beast was sure he had seen some flying about here. He had been wandering on the outskirts of the Pitt lands. Until he was sure he was seeing God's all over this land.

So he came over to the boarder that day. Standing on the edge and looking about. Wondering if his presence would be noticed. If they would let him stay. He wanted to see these gods up close. These powerful dragons. He had to know if they were real of his mind playing tricks.

So he waits.

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And it happened. It happened and the Utah raptor looked at her in clear awe. Maw parted and eyes wide. Heart racing before his legs gave and he dropped to the earth. A strange bow before the dragoness. "The gods are really here. You, goddess, bless me with your presence. " He blurted the words out with happiness.

"I beg of you, goddess. Let me stay here in the Pitt. Let me stay so i may serve you. Serve you as a priest and spread the word of your glory." Would she accept this?

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Bakari held animals as a whole to a higher power. Their beauty and inner workings were admirable. So much so that he wanted to take them and pick them apart, entertaining them as he went along. The cheetah could only think of the possibilities of what he could do with his slyness and stealth while in The Pitt’s vicious lands. He dearly hoped there was potential for him here, yet he had failed to see the brutality that they preached just yet. Maybe in due time. With that in mind, he wandered with his mind racing and eyes open for any opportunity to engage in.

Spotting the dragon and an animal on the border, the sly feline rerouted their steps. He strode over to them excitedly, only to slow down moments later to watch the scene unfold. As he approached, he could only see the stranger as odd. Their way of speaking, the crumbling of their knees, and the fact that they merely worshipped Chernabog for standing there was… weird. Bakari, with no filter, snorted and started to giggle. Ripper was… well… a… What do they call them?

“Simp.”

The Utah raptor spotted another and let his head turn. Only, this one was not a dragon, but another beast. A furry think that came up beside the goddess and stood as if it knew her. The woman that caught his eye was approached so casually. This baffled him and he rose to his feet to eye this feline. It was when the thing spoke to him he found reason to pause.

The word was simple and yet foreign to him. The raptor looked over at the dragoness a moment before looking back. "You will have to forgive me, but that word means nothing to me. What does that mean?" The beast turned back to the dragoness and blinked in surprise at her response. As her head lowered and she had snapped at the creature. A fur thing.

Was that the name of the species or something else? He had many questions. "Forgive me. I never dreamed of meeting a goddess in the scales." He was still excited but spoke much calmer.

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