what's a goon to a goblin

He opened his mouth to say “no” then considered the question then considered the question. He knew where he was, and what he had traveled so far south for but his world had changed from one extreme to the next in the short first year of his life. Now he was left with nothing. No family, no pack to come home to, no father to sooth his weary soul.

He gave a short, high bark of laughter. “In a sense I suppose.” He answered cryptically and shook his head. “My sense of direction isn’t the best, but if you were lost I could help you find your way.” He supplied before the pup had time to consider his initial statement. “Buuut if you’re not lost, I guess I could just go on my way.” He said, every bit insincere as he made a show of slowly turning and pacing away.

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