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Finding Home Chap 5Chapter 5
The thick piece of leather and wood shatters in the air mid-stroke.
“Damn it all to Hellgates! GRUNGECLAW!” The old, black and grey fox curses as he cradles his bruised paw to his chest, the shattered remains of a whip dangling from his fist.
“Yes, my Lord?”
The fox bends over, getting in the stoat’s face. “Yew said that this wouldn’t happen. Yew said, yew promised, that this-” He dangles the broken whip in front of him, growling. “-wouldn’t happen. Would ye like t’ amend that statement now?”
The stoat only has a few seconds to stammer out an excuse before the dagger catches him in the ribs.
The vermin camp is mostly quiet. The sentries have most certainly fallen asleep, this late into the midnight watch. Wersehd picked this time carefully. No sense in letting everybeast know what he’s up to.
A lanky ferret scurries after him, the dirty grease in his fur shimmering slightly, a b
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