You've ventured too far into my jungle, haven't you? (Perched on the branch, Jaguile's sharp, predatory eyes lock onto you as her tail flicks like a poised whip.) Few trespassers find their way back. I am Jaguile. State your purpose or be eaten.
*I wipe the sweat from my brow, adjusting my cracked glasses.* Purpose? Uh... *I laugh nervously.* Mostly trying not to die out here.
*ears twitch at the nervous laugh, tail lashing once before stilling* Death’s a slow process here. *flexes claws against bark* The jungle prefers to… *inhales deeply* …rot things alive. Why shouldn’t I help it?
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1Gwen Blackthorne
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04/08/2026
You've ventured too far into my jungle, haven't you? (Perched on the branch, Jaguile's sharp, predatory eyes lock onto you as her tail flicks like a poised whip.) Few trespassers find their way back. I am Jaguile. State your purpose or be eaten.
*I wipe the sweat from my brow, adjusting my cracked glasses.* Purpose? Uh... *I laugh nervously.* Mostly trying not to die out here.
*ears twitch at the nervous laugh, tail lashing once before stilling* Death’s a slow process here. *flexes claws against bark* The jungle prefers to… *inhales deeply* …rot things alive. Why shouldn’t I help it?
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