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>>313606 Simon, already backed up against the cave wall, could only glare back at Kamina while the trembling ball of fur scurried for better footing within his arms. Yoko and the rest will be back with food by nightfall! S..stop looking at Boota like that! Boota squeaked loudly in agreement.
Grape-hippos and furballs are not meat, Simon! Kamina reminded him, A man needs to eat meat to stay strong and theres meat right in front of me! He inched closer, Come on
be a good boy and hand him over closer still, ready to pounce. We can just stick him over the fire! Itll be over in no time! The rumbling from his stomach echoed, signaling Go.
WE?! Simon ducked left just in time and heard the dull thud of Kaminas head connected with the wall. Served him right, he thought, as he scrambled toward the caves entrance, untucking his friend from his arms. Run, Boota! Hide!
Come back here with my appetizer! Kamina was back on his feet again, the memory of that moles fatty tail meat urging him forward. Just a leg?! Dont torment your big brother!
Was he for real? Not even a leg! Simon yelled back. But at that moment, Kamina lunged forward tackling the smaller boy and sending them all crumbling to the ground. Boota rolled forward out of Simons arms, the jolting motion too quick for even a squeal of terror.
Give him up, Simon! Kamina easily flipped the boy on his back, pinning him underneath. He began roughly searching through Simons bulky jacket, looking for even a trace of fur in the clothing. You can have a leg too!
No! No, stop! Aniki- Simon was trying to curl himself up to hinder the search and give Boota enough time to dig himself to safety.
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