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ITEM (Nothing To Use!)

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ACT (No Enemy Present!)

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RUN (Nowhere to Go!)

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After a prolonged silence interrupted only by the sounds of snapping, twiggy fish bones and quiet ptuhing of fish scales, Southeast lifted his tan head to gulp down what was left of the final bite. He seemed significantly more relaxed now. At least, he did not look one bitter word away from tears. Resting his small chin on equally small paws, the boy looked towards the water. Can we see the oh-sheen now? He had never heard of the tale of waiting twenty minutes after you eat before getting in the water, but he would not have cared even if he did.

Already starting forwards with a determined look, his head was kept low and ears pinned back with each cautious stop towards the glistening tide pools he took. It really was beautiful. Paws slipped on rocks dashed with sea spray and salt and sand, nostrils taking in the new scents. It all smelled like Miss Daiyu. Or maybe she smelled like it all. He thought it more believable to say the latter.

He touched down just at the bottom of a rocky wall, hindlegs still sat atop as best he could to back away in case the situation complicated itself. Hypnotized by the blue waves, Southeast leaned forward for a large, refreshing gulp of salty water. Sip, Sip, Siip—

BLEGH! Shaking his head, his eyes pressed closed abruptly and he scrambled back. Ew, EW! The puppy spat back at the pool, snout wrinkled.