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Posted by Adder on Feb 22, 2016 16:13:39 GMT -6
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Jul 5, 2017 22:17:55 GMT -6
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Something said?
Something faked, or something mistaken?
Whichever it was, whatever the hybrid would take as the reason for this particular departure, Adder wasn't going to get any more information by hanging around here. And, while the hybrid crouched, there was no indication of aggression or threat in the motion.
Adder accepted that, didn't bother thinking any farther into the hybrid's behaviour, and trotted away. Somewhere along the way, his footprints shrank and doubled, and then there was just a streak of whitish fur heading back into the city.
Back to wild streets. Back to the risk of the wrong attention. Back to the world Adder actually knew, and understood.
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