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Jedidiah plz kthnx

Imaginifer. He hadn't been doing his job at the borders. They were starting to look fucked up because of the attacks at the borders. The stupid wolves breaking down the skulls. He hadn't killed any wolves yet, which he was angry about, but he also hadn't been getting skulls from anything bigger to put at the borders. He decided that today, he was going to spruce up the borders. Cotl had already started by Riding around on Maschine to count how many branches he needed before he had gone out and started to put up new branches for their skulls that they would collect over a period of time.

The Imaginifer had jumped off of his steed to pull down another branch from a tree, but he was having a hard time. His hands kept slipping, his wounded hand starting to hurt from pulling down branches, in which he had only pulled down three or four before the throbbing of the hand had caused him to be rather loud with himself. STOP BEING FUCKING PATHETIC YOU PIECE OF SHIT. he yelled at the top of his lungs, followed by a loud vocalization that had no word in it. He had pulled and pulled at the branch before he finally snapped and sent him flying into the dirt. He let out a loud groan as he laid there on the ground, seemingly defeated, his tail between his legs and his audits pulled back. His eyes were on his hand, it bleeding through the cloth that he had on it. He sighed lightly and looked back at the equine, who nickered at his master. Probably asking if the rust male was okay. Cotl sighed again before he pulled his knees to his chest and he put his head on his knees and wrapped his arms around his legs. There he sat, the pathetic excuse for a coy-dog.

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