Weaving a story of pity

[Mahlouk]

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Mahlouk led the male to his tiny little den. Once he was there he sat down still seeming to avoid eye contact with the male, looking anywhere but the others eyes. "Mahlouk lives here. His den is cramped though." He admitted with a deep dejected rumble. Boo was clearly visable in the front part of the cave, leaning against the den wall. The scarred male's face still hadn't show any true sign of what he felt or thought, all of it was the influxtion on his voice. Not knowing what else to say Mahlouk thought to bring up Ayegali, the pretty black female from before. "Does you know Ayegali then? Mahlouk has not seen her since she accepted him." The male mumbled the last part looking at Boo now, wishing his teddy bear was over by him at the moment. He liked having boo around when he spoke to strangers, they made him nervious. "Ayegali promised to teach Mahlouk and Boo how to paint tattoos, instead of scarring them." He finally said.

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