Slogann glared at the Mudokkon with bright violet-red eyes. Watch it, buddy. I ain't the type of Slog to put up with that crap," Slogann growled lowly to Steven. "Stranger chuckled at Slogann. Steven gulped his next words, and made a zipper motion, to tell him that he would shut up. "Stranger, this is Abe. He's an escaped Mudokkon slave from Rupture Farms. I'm Slogann, a bio-engineered enhanced slog, perfect-version, and my mission is to find the lousy low-lifed Vykkers that created me, and killed most of my brothers and sisters," Slogann introduced. "Stranger growled lowly, but he nodded to each of them. She raised an ear, hearing fast feet scurrying through the forest. It was Kirk, panting hardly behind the small crowd. "Kirk! Whatcha doin' here?" Slogann raised an ear. Stranger growled defensively, holding his arms up. "Uh oh," Slogann said.
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