
The jungle never truly sleeps.
Even when moonlight silvers the canopy and the chorus of frogs and cicadas lulls the unwary into false peace, the jungle listens. And on that night, it was listening for him.
Zeis moved like shadow incarnate—silent, controlled, deadly. The mottled pattern of rosettes on his fur melted into the undergrowth as though he was born from the jungle itself. Which, in truth, he was.
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Even when moonlight silvers the canopy and the chorus of frogs and cicadas lulls the unwary into false peace, the jungle listens. And on that night, it was listening for him.
Zeis moved like shadow incarnate—silent, controlled, deadly. The mottled pattern of rosettes on his fur melted into the undergrowth as though he was born from the jungle itself. Which, in truth, he was.
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Category Artwork (Digital) / Muscle
Species Feline (Other)
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