The Paramite hissed louder as it was hit by a Fleech tongue. It scratched at the tongue visciously with it's small, needle-sharp claws, and wriggled to loosen itself. It looked around for a hiding place, and decided to jump into the convenient hole next to the Slig - which turned out to be the Slig's pants. It squeezed in and hid at the bottom, feeling protected by the metal. It was hot in there, though.
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