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[ChickieBooBoo]

"How so?"

 

[BirdNut]

"We're half-brothers. It's a rather lengthy story, but I may tell it to you in a nutshell if you'd like." He replied.

 

[ChickieBooBoo]

"Sure, I have time" he said

 

[BirdNut]

"Mother was widowed when the first father, Gundahar's blood-father died. She found my blood-father, and he became cursed when he wanted power, and that curse was passed down to me. The curse? I feed on fears. I become stronger, larger, and more powerful with the more fear that my opponent has." His emotionless face then grinned, "But that doesn't mean I can't use the curse to my advantage." The grin faded again, "But in the meantime, I don't know what to do with Gundahar. He does not fear me, so I am vulnerable to him."

 

[ChickieBooBoo]

"Not everyone fears you, why is he such a threat?"

 

[BirdNut]

"That's something I'm not sure I would openly discuss." he lowered his head, almost showing a remote amount of sadness.

 

[ChickieBooBoo]

"You can trust me ya know, I wouldn't tell anyone"

 

[BirdNut]

He growled quietly. "Well..." he stammered, "I should be off to bed."

 

[ChickieBooBoo]

He narrowed his eyes slightly "Goodnight then"

 

[BirdNut]

Embarassed by his response, he opened his mouth like he was to say something more, but he closed it again, and trailed off.

Gundahar watched from a cliff, and angrily snorted a very large puff of smoke. "Woah, do that again!" said a voice, "Uhhh--" "Do it!" He rolled his eyes and snorted another. "There. Happy?" He said causticly, "Cool..." was the response.