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He listened to her, unaware that she was looking at him in fact his face turned to the soon to be setting sun, he knew he’d have to go home soon, but it wasn’t too far from where he was, he was just enjoying the quiet day, listening to the woman speak. Well that was good that it wasn’t too hard with help, though he wasn’t the type of wolf who had a green thumb someone else maybe but not him. The pole in his hand was as lifeless as ever, he decided to pull it in and find another part of the water the fish may be at, the bait was still there, though it had looked like it had been chewed on a few times. Niro frowned, he pulled off the bait replacing it with a bigger and more squirmy one throwing the already dead bait in the water for whatever fish to enjoy, then turned a little so he was facing a new direction before casting his line again.
It would be nice to help the earth out a little more. I do so by population control I suppose.
He chuckled a little, though he wasn’t aware that his joke might have been offensive to her. But he was right, though he just made it as a jest because his life was made of hunting and keeping his pack well fed. It also meant keeping the numbers of wild herbavores from eating all the plants imaginable by over breeding.
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