LOSIN' MY MIND TODAY // new power/body

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JORMUNGAND

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A screech drew the panther's attention and he lifted his head, following the source of the sound. A fuming raccoon hopped up and down, screaming his anger. Jor identified Dante, by scent. He looked so small. Jor could feel his lips begin to curve up. "Dante? Is that you?" He asked slowly, leaning forwards to confirm  the scent. Yep, it was the hybrid. The scar even matched. "Oh boy, where shall I start?" He shook his head, mirth dancing in his optics. He switched his gaze between his paws and the raccoon.

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