Bria… What form is Pride in? Poor poor Pride. She’s gonna get FILTHY! xD
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He sat there running through ideas in his head, giving thought to the amount of work they would have to do. The more he thought about it the worse it all really seemed to get. Sighing he put a large paw over his eyes, like that would make all the damage magically go away. What a headache this hurricane had caused, probably not just him but many others too.
Mido looked back at the wind ravaged village from the edge of the river to see Pride coming his way. The Rakeeb knew full well who she was, even though he saw her hardly at all. He continued to forget that she wasn’t the little girl he remembered. She seemed so much more grown up now, much like her mother. Where the hell has the time gone? Once over the shock of her presence, her words registered in his head. On the list of things to do was too much to keep track of. All the snowy coyote’s ideas were certainly valid, but not quite as important as what was behind him.
Taking a paw he made a swirl like motion for her to turn around as he did. This is the first thing that has to go. If we don’t break this down water will flow into the village next time we see rain. A damn of trees, pieces of building, mud, leaves and other debris clotted up the river before them, it’s level was still high from the hurricane. The water threatened to swallow the bank at any moment should it rain. You ready to get down and dirty? He asked her literally. Poor Pride just happened to come across him at the most inopportune time. It was going to be wet, tiring and messy. The mutt shot her a very husky look. At this time it sucked to be them. Someone’s gotta do it.
Not another word to her, he went to the nearest edge of the damn and went to work. Clawing out a whole lot of muck and crap he stuck his head into the filthy water and pulled a stick out. He kept this pace up relentlessly; he’d do it till he couldn’t any longer.
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