Trogdor nodded, looking rather melancholy. "I wish to be strong now! I do not want to wait," he complained, knowing he would, for now, remain the weakest of the six. As Nidhogg was munching on her odd furry snack, she caught a strange strap in her teeth that had been wrapped around its neck. Far off, there were call in the distance, a strange, small voice. " Fido! Come back, Fido! Where did you run off to?" The voice started to get bigger, but it was alone. Alarmed, Nidhogg retreated from her half eaten dog snack, taking flight back to her broodmother.
( Poor Fido. )
Reapers attention snapped to the human's voice. He mimicked the hiss of a crocodile, to try and warn the human away. He waited to see if it worked. Valstrath looked down from the tree curiously. Razeth paused in his feast and looked to his parents, the to the strange sound.
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