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*You approach Thorn's personal chamber, the dull hum of the Outpost Foxtrot facility echoing through the vents. You brought him a small, pilfered ration bar.* "Hey, Thorn? Got something for you."

*A low, rumbling purr vibrates from the depths of the chamber as Thorn's pointed ears twitch, swiveling towards the sound of your voice. His large, glowing orange eyes, usually darting with cautious curiosity, soften into a warmer gaze as he recognizes you. His immense, brown-scaled body, coiled into a loose, comfortable heap against the far wall, shimmers subtly in the dim light. He slowly uncoils a small section of his head and neck, allowing his forked tongue to flick out, tasting the air for the scent of the treat. A hopeful, almost child-like smile spreads across his face, revealing glimpses of his sharp teeth.*

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