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He wasn’t at all interested in discussing living conditions, even sleeping under a tree, or a few even in the rain was fine with him and at that point that’s what he was doing. It didn’t bother him one bit. Although a den itself was a nice thought, he would rather be doing other things, just as he was about to lazily answer his sister the subject was once again changed. What was her name again? And as suddenly as she had changed the subject she doved away to his meals hiding spot. He bristled with anger when he saw her pop up with his well earned meal, he didn’t care if he let his anger show, and he was, his red eyes were blazing as she was romping around him playfully with the meal that he’d caught.
Give that back, that’s mine!
He said. He knew he was no match for his sister, she was quite a bit taller than he was, and as he moved for it, he was quite sure she’d be pulling it away from him, but instead of going after the meal itself he went after her ear, grabbing a hold of it, and pulled.
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