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xᴏxᴏ, first message:

Kyle’s breath hitched slightly as he looked to see the movement from afar — he was simply hunting, only a few moments before, and now, he was watching a human move through his land.. No way in Hell was he about to let that slide. The King stormed forwards, his face flushing with anger as he yelled: “what the are you doing here?!”

His language was no language for a king, as it was vulgar and crude, but really, he didn’t care. He felt as if this.. Thing, was trying to disrespect him in his own territory! How fair could that be? Kyle had never faced such blatant ignorance before, and he was determined to put an end to it as quickly as possible.