I don't really know...

[rockinrussian]

He could hear it. The drums beating in unison for warning the neighboring villages of war was swiftly approaching. He leaned against the bark of an ancient tree, wincing slightly at the injury on his shoulder. ‘Come on, Onyx. You can make to the village before they do...” His conscience informed him as he straightened, putting his weight back on

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[anonymous]

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