To all bandspeople who ever liked listening to the song, as I did, but -loathed- playing it... enjoy the pun. An anthro smilodon I'll probably make into a character, enthusiastically dancing her way through a ritual - and enjoying herself too. What's ritual without fervor, after all? Deer-toes rattle a primal percussion on the bands about her cannons.
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