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Post by Wolflover on Oct 20, 2009 18:55:07 GMT -5
Dagger combed the Beach for Human stuff. He'd once heard them being called Humans, so the name, along with Twoleggers, stuck in his brain. They were ugly pale creatures, except for the occasional darker ones. They were mean and spoke in an odd tongue.
He finally found something, grabbing it in his teeth and shaking the sand from it. He set it on a small rock and examined it.
It was silver grey and when he pressed his paw down on one end, fire shot out out the other end. The first time it singed his fur and he yelped in pain and fear.
Dagger played with it some more though.
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