Walking in the ruins. Boarder patrol today. A rustle in the bushes!
Just i dream, i realize. But i am boarder patrol today. I guess i am just worried about the new rivalry between us, the archers, and the sword fighters. I start to walk around our clan. I see bones with barely any eat on them. Only enough to feed 2 tiny xweetoks.
"low on food today?" I ask a fellow fighter of our clan.
"it's been low for almost 2 moons now, you know that. The sword fighters have been stealing our freshkill" Blackfoot replied.
I know, but shouldn't we battle them? steal their food?"
"Oh little warrior. You have a lot to learn" then, blackfoot walked away. odd. He never backs down from a battle! Well, I better be going to patrol.
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