deep in the town of Chewandswallow
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Lucifer. always worried that some one is going to try to kill him

He jumped his back coming up off the rail of the door, his head rocked back knocking the base of his head against the frame. With snarl the male hand quickly reach back there, searching for a knot, or even worst blood. With a groan he sat back up, looking to see who was to blame, the male rubbed his head, looking at her. He was rather confused. What did she mean by her statement? They? Who was they? The male looked at her like she had something hanging down off her nose. The male didn't hurt any one again did he? He would have believed her if she told him that Deuce or one of the boys had done something again.


"Whoa...Lady what are you talking about?"

Lucifer wasn't sure what to do or say next, The black male braced him-self on the ground, as he pushed up, standing up. looking at her. She looked like she wasn't to happy to see him, again the male was ever so lost as to why. His paws grabbed the sac upon his back as he fumbled around trying to get his arrows. Finding them in his pack, the male flicked his wrist over his head, taking the bow off from around his neck and shoulder, he loaded his bow, as he wasn't sure if she was going to start trying to fight with him or not.


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