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The Hell Knight sat in its holding cell, chittering and growling as it messed with its nest for what could've been the 100th time. Preparing and cleaning it.
Mating season was coming up soon, and naturally the Hell Knight wanted to prepare and take care of its territory, to give a good impression on its future mate. It was instinctual, a good mate was one that could protect and take care of their mate-- which also meant taking care of their territory.
A familiar smell reached the Hell Knight nose and its head snapped up. It sniffed the air, an excited clicking filling the air as it waited to see you. To see its handler.
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