Beebasaur
Persistent Drone
Jocra let out another yelp as once again they were snuck up on by another creature joining the group. His legs were trembling to the point where it was becoming quite difficult to even stand, and Jocra was really regretting his decision to come here. Knee’s continuing to shake despite Jocra’s best attempts to calm them he slowly choked out, “w-work together?”. His usually harmonic tones now became quite disoriented as this sentence sounded more like someone had just smashed their hands on the keyboard rather than an actual melody.
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