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Chimera · 09-23-2020, 06:26 AM

The dumb purple beast had no idea what he was talking about. Not slaves? "The Armada serves Ashen. That's why they're called The Ashen Armada. Don't you know anything?" The boy wrinkled his nose in distaste. "Your father bows down to my mother." Ah, yes. He recognized this boy now. He heard tales of the different offspring of Ashen's attack dog. "And you can't have any of our trees. They're not for you." He was pretty sure that they were all too big to remove anyway except for the ones where he had his makeshift den.

When the dolt didn't turn tail and leave, Chimera took a step forward, still stiff legged and bristling. He wasn't as big as this purple monstrosity, but he was pretty close. "Didn't you hear what I said? You aren't wanted here. Go back home to your slave parents." The two-toned young wolf growled, flashing fangs once more.

"Speech"

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