
Posted by Lobo on January 20, 2008, 2:32 pm, in reply to "<Similarly Different>"
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Lobo's eyes bulged, stared in different directions blindly. Around him he imagined other musk oxen, strong males with deadly horns, standing around him and muttering, "Protect the calves. Protect the calves."
Makoto, on the other hand, wasn't startled like his companion. "Can the wolfy fetch?" he teased, wagging his reptilian tail like a dog. "Can I see if the wolfy knows how to fetch, Lobo? Can I?" The baby dragon began beating Lobo's cranium with his tiny fists, knocking the ox out of his imaginary world.
The ox was thrust back into reality, the sudden jerk in his head showed this. In his ears though, he still heard the bulls, fading away. "Protect the calves ... protect the ..." Lobo looked down at the single wolf. It was only one, and posed no real threat. In fact, if it were to try to attack them it would perish in an instant by teeth, claw, and hoof. It's curious expression calmed Lobo, so he no longer felt defensive.
"Um ..." he looked at the lions and then back to the wolf, unaware of what was said during his blackout.
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