Frenemies
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He watched her move around, blinking as she seemed to blip for a moment and jump forwards to a tree. He flinched a little before settling down again, trying to push the soft edges of his mind away. He had to stay focused. He wasn't going to give in to whatever this was that was trying to grasp him. Drunk? He thought about that, remembering how his own father had drunk. Several cheerful canines that he'd met had done the same. It was popular enough, though Raoth had reviled them for their weakness to the drink. It looked like he'd be experiencing it for himself now.

Nodding he looked around, doing his best to focus. A general sway of his arm indicated towards the woods, and the slave pushed himself off his tree. He began to walk forwards, making sure to stay in reach of Aro's call. He didn't even have to think about doing so, just a subconscious part of his mind telling him when he had gone too far and to change directions. His gait was fairly smooth, despite the occasional tripping that came out from him. Why was this suddenly harder than he remembered?


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