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Posted by Spitz on December 11, 2007, 2:21 am
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There was grumbling inside the bushes. Soon after that farting noises followed.
"Eww." The red wolf climbed out from the brush, giving his dirtied leg a few jerks in the air. "Bad meat. Very bad meat," he said slowly, his tone stupid and dull.
Spitz's body was very masculine and wide. Had his legs not been dog slim he would have looked more like a bear than a wolf. Most of his fur was a clay red, while his back was blazed black from the neck to the tip of the tail. Well, the stub of a tail actually. The furry cork wagged.
"Bad meat," Spitz repeated, then farted again. "Ow." The pain in his stomach was becoming unbearable. He rolled over his side in the snow to try and sleep the poisons away. Right now he wasn't beyond help, with some rest he would become better later. But Spitz's mood was becoming moody.
Where was his sister, Wendigo? She would comfort him. Spitz could smell Frollo, his father, somewhere in the snow covered meadows, but he seemed too far away right now. Sighing, Spitz flipped over to cool off the other side of his belly. "Hurts bad," he growled. "Find dead animal ever again, Spitz promises not to touch. Walk away and kill fresh meat. Eat fresh meat only." With his promise made, which he would probably forget the next time he comes across a carcass, Spitz closed his eyes and made ready for bed.
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