Matho crouched, all four spindly legs splayed, nostrils bowling clouds of steamy breath, and his eyes furious embers.
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Flood smiled, pleased. " paleblood" he murmured. "I want you to befriend him. Give him someone to trust" he whispered quietly.
Pale Blood nods understandingly "Will do" he says before he slowly walked towards Matho in a way to show him was not a threat
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