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"Get out, you big oaf!"

The following is a sneak peek from P; TBB! 



Ember moved slower, more carefully through the underbrush as they made their way back to camp with the herbs. Her footfalls seemed way more calculated as they walked, and Storm tried to understand her patterns, but it seemed incredibly random to him. 

Trying to follow her footsteps instead of finding how to do it himself caused Storm to lose his footing and step into a gopher hole. “Oh-!”

His paw immediately started getting pushed out by the resident gopher as he yelled, “Get out! Get out, you big oaf! Just because you and your species rule this area doesn’t mean you get to rule my home!” 

“I am so sorry, sir!” Storm scurried back a bit, falling on his bottom once his foot was dislodged.

“I would sure hope you’re sorry! You trample around up there while I’m trying to sleep and then have the audacity to step in my home! I outta bite you!”

“It was a misstep, sir, honest.”

“Well, keep your missteps out of my home!” And with that, the gopher went back into his hole.

“Good job de-escalating the situation, Storm.” Ember purred, though her tone indicated that she was being sarcastic, at least a little bit.
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  1. EddieJanuary 16, 2024 at 3:11 PM

    It’s giving “get off my lawn!” Lmaooo I love this

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