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make all the noise we wanted."
Dranga snickered at that comment. "Ok."
Wylf stood up and pulled him to his feet. The horse
she had been riding had slowly returned, and reached out
and grabbed his harness. "Come on. It's a short ride,"
Wylf said as climbed on. Dranga climbed up and sat
behind her. spurred the horse onward.
"You know," said Dranga, "If I carried you, we would
get there faster."
"I know, but when we get there, you may be hungry, and
I don't want you eating any more of my griffons," said
with a smile as patted the side of the horse. Dranga
wrapped his arms around 's and hugged 's as they rode on
into the night.
"Desert Wolf" Copyright 1992, Carl `Dragon' Norden.
--
I spent the next while rendering tribute to the Gods in the form of
half digested food and what must have been gallons of dark, acidic
liquid. I was amazed by the quantity I vomited. I never realized my
stomach could hold so much.
Once I was certain m
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