So feral my nature, yes it's true. Yet I will bow before you. I am the the beast that prowls the lands. My fury is legend and my presence is grand. My presence is synonymous with death and dominance. Woe to those who provokes my rage, for flesh and blood is the wage
And yet, I stand with you, ready to subdue. Anyone who wants to bring harm to you.
You walk my lands without fear, no fool would trespass on the Guardian Beast's Frontier! All beasts shall revere the one who appeared. Who one who gained my claws and my fangs. The one who sang of my victories. The one who challenged my decree.
The one who now stands with me, who the Guardian Beast fondly, regards as family
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