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While the two racers bicker Antonius' is steadying himself on Tuahine's neck. Eyes locked onto the anaconda resting on the champion, his nose twitches his whiskers but otherwise his body is entirely still as he whispers to his partner.
"Its a snake - Tuahine, a snake. An actual live snake. I know they worship a giant one but.. hold me my shell its a snake."
While the two racers bicker Antonius' is steadying himself on Tuahine's neck. Eyes locked onto the anaconda resting on the champion, his nose twitches his whiskers but otherwise his body is entirely still.
"Its a snake - Tuahine, a snake. An actual live snake. I know they worship a giant one but.. hold me my shell its a snake."
