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He looked past the woman with a stubborn glare on his features.

“Nothing.” He sulked and moved to swat at the ice again. Before he could however something crashed into him, sending him spiraling, his jaws parted, reaching to snap them closed around any part of his assailant that he could. He was sure it was one of his older siblings, they all seemed to hate him for a reason he didn’t understand, and it made him hate them too. He gave a shrill yowl, his legs wheeling in the air, struggling to make purchase on whoever was attacking him. He twisted blindly a snarl on his features, the woman completely forgotten about

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