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rank : alpha• male • tagged : -
- griffon tensed when he pulled out the gun with silver bullets. he looked the male dead in the eyes and took the gun. "alright," he said. he raised the fun as if to shoot him, then placed it at the ground and examined it. "nice gun," he said. he walked into his apartment and placed the gun into a small safe he had. he walked back out and faced the male. "you want to be accepted?" griffon asked forcefully. "what is your purpose?" he asked tr male






