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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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His eyes innocently followed their pawsteps, head swaying as Juniper circled in front. Hindpaws pulled close together,(but not quite beneath him) Southeast thought about what he had learned in his time being here. The tunnel he came out of was a very common thing to happen here, and it was not certain if anybody could ever go back. Not that he wanted to– there was nothing left for him back at home. Mouth opening, then closing as they fired off another couple questions, he grit his teeth. Like.. He tried to remember. It had been a few days since then, and everything here had demanded much more attention. Dark. Stony. I fell, and I fell out here. Nodding, that was what he understood.

Miffrizz. He’d never heard of it, no. It sounded.. Stupid. I lived in a cave, Miss. I don’t think anything out here is full-milly-air at alllll. Dragging out the last word, he gestured around at the general area. I, um! I know this is pasto (grass)! Patting the ground happily, his expression dropped as he thought of his next answer.

My mom.. Forced, awkward. She’s dead. My whole pack is. Forever. It brought him no pain to say it, but it didn’t feel good to think about. Hopefully Juniper would leave it at that. Standing with his tucked tail, the boy perked up some with a loud cough. But I–KHHFH KHHF– I walked all the way over here from the place back there, Pointing with a small paw, he looked into the distance. So I think I’m on the right track. Southeast. It would just kill him if he was still going the wrong direction. But this had to have been the way..