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*Shtiya* · 11-05-2014, 07:25 PM

Wailing sliced through the serenity laced atmosphere like a hot knife. Following on the heels of the cry was a small mismatched boy. His eyes were filled to the brim with tears and the excess liquid ran down his cheeks in rivulets. He hurt so much he could barely stand it.

Curiosity had gotten the better of the boy. He'd found a peculiar creature, one that had spiky fur that stood straight up. It seemed harmless enough, poking along lazily as if he weren't there, and only chuffing when he got too close. It was only when courage had filled the boy that the chubby creature had lost its temper. Shtiya nosed closer to investigate and, having used up all of its warnings, the porcupine rammed into him. As a result, the young pup's face was covered in quills. They were in his cheeks, his lips, his mouth. They dotted his nose and poked out from his muzzle like whiskers gone awry.

Each open-mouthed scream jerked the quills around, but he was too distraught to stop. Instead each flair of pain only served to deepen his fear. Shtiya was beyond reason. He raced over the terra as quickly as his paws could carry him. Only one thought, or perhaps instinct, managed to break through the turmoil. Find mom.

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