The Legatus took his leave of us and our formalities—heading off to work on other duties, or more likely to crawl into the nearest thicket for some rest and relaxation. The hell pup followed closely behind, seemingly happy to be on the move again. I glanced his way, offering a simple nod of acknowledgement in response to the farewell; Fina chirped sadly and watched the dog trail away with an almost hungry expression. |
[OPEN] Look what the drunk brought home [Closed]
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