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Walking terror(open) - Jester - November 07, 2017

What a new land Jester had come across! Or what he was forced to come across. With his step-brother hot on his tail for revenge for the death of his whore of a mother, Jester was forced to relocate himself to different locations to avoid being killed. No biggie, he was use to this life style and almost had to thank that mutt of a brother of his, frequently changing locations meant he was introduced to more menu items- wolves. He meant wolves. He enjoyed killing his own kind and feasting upon their wretched flesh, ridding the world by the number. Yet he was on no holy mission but to fill his stomach and see the horror written across the faces of his victims families. The pleasure he got form such experiences were almost orgasmic and purely for satisfaction. Indeed this reddish-purple brute was a walking menace, a scourge upon any earth that graced his paws. Now, in these new lands, he could start his reign of destruction once more. 

Jester's paws trotted in a neat formation as his form bounced across the reign, his ghostly white eyes scanning the vastness of this land with precision as he walked. His head lowered to the ground, his muscles tensed as his gate slowed, he was surely being followed. He was sure of it! He let out a low, threatening, growl and whipped his head around with a vicious snarl at the intruder. Yet no being was there, not one that the average animal could have seen. His hackles raised and his claws dug into the soft earth in a reluctant retreat. "Filthy being." He spat at no one, his ears perked up to the sky and his tail raised into a dominant stance as he corrected his stance. He snorted lightly and went about his way through this foreign landscape, keeping his graceful trot as his lovely fur waved with every step. He was quite handsome, perhaps there were a couple of brutes here that he could seduce. Or maybe a few dames he could devour. Literally.