10-19-2018, 04:26 AM
[align=center][div style="text-align: justify; width: 60%; font-family: georgial; font-size: 11pt;"]Food like this wasn't really his thing. Though being terribly limited when it came to hunting, the Gryphon kept himself privileged in regards to what meals he consumed. Meat only, none of this processed human garbage or tree-huggers diet, he was a tough guy that needed tough consumables so he didn't lose whatever muscle mass he had left. With such a conviction, the gryphon stumbled upon the scene near enough silently, finding that very few emotions were conveyed on his normally expressive face. What could be said? He wasn't interested, the only reason he approached was to fulfill some sort of social quota that he had. Feliks couldn't deal with isolation for long at all.
WHERE SECRETS LIE IN THE BORDER FIRES
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