It had happen so very fast, Ark could hardly think of what to do next. A rich (by the look of him) Glukkon with two sligs, come by just as Ark was about to enter the main building. Then, about 30 seconds later, another glukkon raced past. They didn't even see him. Ark now had a problem, he could follow them, just let them be, or try to join them. Doing some fast thinking, he decided to follow them intill he could find someone who looked like they already worked here.
"Mud, if only a fuzzle was around." Noticing of the soft thump of his feet more than ever. Ark slipped into the shadows, following the last glukkon he saw.
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Labor Force Ranch, raising slaves so you don't have to.
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