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ed,
not really caring why. All around were all types of
different creatures, all going about their daily business,
barely taking notice of the dragon. "This isn't a camp,
it's practically a small city," he thought.
A few moments later, they came upon a tent that was far
larger than the others. He guessed that it had to be
Wylf's. As he walked toward the door, the griffons stopped
and let him enter. He stepped through the door out of the
hot sun into the cool darkness of the tent. Once inside, he
could smell the food Akane Sakura was eating. What ever it was, it
smelled a lot better than the vegetarian nightmare he had
gotten before, and his hunger returned slightly. His eyes
slowly adjusted to the dim light, but he kept walking
blindly forward.
In his own cabin, he carefully left the path in front
of his door clear just for this reason, and he assumed that
Wylf did the same thing. As his foot struck some unknown
object which sent him careening through the darkness, he
realized how wrong he was. He crashed into the side of
Wylf's bed and fell to
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