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Varys saw her,so he followed.When she sat down he placed his paws on the cot,cocking her head and whining. |
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"What do you want now?" She asked, head in her hands |
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He nudged her knee with his muzzle,softly whining. |
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Kayla rolled her eyes playfully and scratched the wolf's head mindlessly. She thought while she pet him |
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Varys shut his eyes,them snapping open as he sniffed the air.His eyes lit up,and he darted out of the tent.It was silent,along with; "VARYS.WHY?" Gale called out,tossing the wolf off his chest.He sat up and rubbed his neck,standing and glaring at the wolf as he walked into the tent,Sage following with blood trickling down his head. "Hey," Gale greeted,Sage still chuckling at some earlier joke and sitting down,starting to carve a knife. |
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"Good lord, what were you two doing?" She asked, noticing the blood and chuckles |
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"Long story." Gale starts,sitting down. "So uh,found this retard in a tree,scared the life outta him and he fell out-" "Pretty sure I broke something." Sage started,Gale glaring at him. "Whatever.Anyways,then we went and wrestled some deer and uh,yeah,that's where the blood came from.Defanitly got a sick scar from a horn though." Gale says,lifting his shirt to reveal a almost circle cut on his side. |
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Kayla groaned. "Gale, I love you so much but one of these days you're gonna kill yourself." She muttered |
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Sage laughed at her comment. "Oh no,he doesn't die.He's like a cat,nine lives." He says,the two erupting in laughter. |
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"I've heard" She muttered, rolling her eyes playfully |
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