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Posted by Lobo & Makoto on December 31, 2007, 1:02 am, in reply to "<Similarly Different>"
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"Hey, where we going? Where are we going, Lobo? Lobo?"
The musk ox sighed. For days since Frollo had gotten this dragon it has been nothing but a pain for the musk ox to watch. Not even all of Frollo's first children were as troublesome as this creature put together. Right now the dragon was on Lobo's back, pulling at his neck fur and hopping wildly. It was a pudding dragon, almost chocolate brown but would look golden in sunlight.
"Makoto," the ox wheezed with irritation, "please!" If this dragon belonged to a wolf then why was the musk ox taking care of it? Well, Lobo and Frollo were very close, and the ox had felt a change in the wolf's heart. It was not a bad change, actually Lobo felt a better change in his friend, but the ox knew that it was a bad time to be around the Wind Gale pack. Frollo had finally declared his challenge to the alpha. It was a battle Lobo did not want to see.
"Lobo," the pudding dragon whined, "I'm bored. Can't we do something fun? Let's play tag!"
"Oh, bugger." The musk ox said nothing more and continued his walk along the shore while the dragon kit, fat from his Christmas feast, jumped on his back.
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