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boarpaw
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for the shame of being young, drunk, and alone — boarpaw didn't like being up this early. the sun had only just risen, it was bright, and the heat was practically unbearable. he understood completely that this was to toughen him up, in theory, but he liked to believe he was pretty tough to begin with. he knew that he was a big guy, it showed every time he sat next to someone his own age, practically towered over most of them, not to mention everything else about him. boar grumbled something that wasn't entirely intelligible, but it wasn't important. just complaints about it being too early.
"what are we doing today, anyways?" they'd just been out hunting, and that dog that they'd seen.. that made him a little nervous now, after everyone else freaking out about it, but he put it in the back of his head. "maybe.. we could track down that dog and chase it off. we'd be heroes, huh?"
"what are we doing today, anyways?" they'd just been out hunting, and that dog that they'd seen.. that made him a little nervous now, after everyone else freaking out about it, but he put it in the back of his head. "maybe.. we could track down that dog and chase it off. we'd be heroes, huh?"