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02-13-2015, 04:39 PM
Ulrik stared dumbly at the God of the Earth, wanting to roll his eyes at the ridiculousness of this next task. With a grumble, he grabbed his trap and dutifully followed Arah, grateful that they weren't hiking all over the damned map this time to complete this nonsense. The stallion watched Arah chase a fox around, and he went after some sort of ferret... weasel? Thing. He had no idea. Large, cloven hooves trampled the ground, but he could not get the damn thing to go into the trap. "Care to help?" The hellhound snickered. "But watching you run in circles chasing a meal is just so entertaining..." The Engineer glared and the hellhound rose to his feet in a dramatic sigh. "Stand back, you useless, dirty beast..." Kirchoff leaned down and snatched up the weasel in his jaws in one, simple movement, being a natural hunter. Carefully, he popped it in the cage and looked up at his bond mate with a sarcastic smile. Then, without word, he walked of. Ulrik shook his head and grabbed the box, following Arah. "I'll be glad when this is over..." he grumbled. "I am not a do-gooder." lulzrik |
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