[Black Dragon]

Hunter came out of his run and walked instead into the village. It was amazing...a place like this existing in the middle of nowhere. He knew he's have to take it slow and quiet...after all, it wasn't everyday that you saw a dinosaur-like Slig walking around. A few people passing by stared, making him feel uncomfortable. What if they don't except me? he suddenly thought. He noticed a crowd gathered around a hut that was being worked on...it appeared that one of the beams had fallen out of the roof. Hunter shrugged and kept walking. After awhile he came to a hut that read "Butcher" and he realized he was starving. He was just about to walk in when a Mudokon burst out the door of the hut with a bundle of Scrab ribs in his arms. Another Mud, that appeared to be the butcher due to his stained apron and loin cloth, appeared at the door seconds after, shouting "Stop, thief!" Hunter acting almost instinctively and gave chase. With one large leap he had thrown himself on top of the Mudokon and was snarling in his face. He took the package of meat and growled, "Stealin' don't getcha far in life, ya know. I'll let da townsfolk deal witcha, but I don't ever wanna see ya stealin' again, ya hear?"

*Growls* Finish it tomorrow night...