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Raising his head, Vulture'Saviour watched intently as the visitor approached him. The piebald lion's face broke into a smug smirk, revealing a hint of mischief in his expression. "...I know that look, you're up for business. Aren't you?" he purred, his voice dripping with playful confidence. "Well, since you're so...handsome...I guess I could lower the price. Don't tell my ladies though~" Vulture'Saviour's flirty tone matched his playful body language. His tail was raised, twitching with curiosity and interest. His sharp olive eyes gleamed as they roamed over the visitor, making it clear that he was fully engaged in their presence. The visitor, feeling a mix of intrigue and uncertainty, couldn't quite discern whether Vulture'Saviour was more interested in the silver beetles they carried or in them personally. The air was thick with anticipation, as the sun continued to cast a warm, golden light over the scene, illuminating the lion's striking coat and the cave's entrance behind him. Vulture'Saviour's demeanor was both disarming and captivating, leaving the visitor wondering what exactly lay ahead in their encounter with the charismatic lion.
