(ooc this is a great story i hope you will like my new char)
quart (a mud) had got lost again but lucky spotted the camp biros he made towards it when a small group of fuzzles rolled into his feet growled and ran away a paramite appeared as if from nowhere and ate one of them. quart stared in terror as it moved towards him he began to back of slowly.
He grabbed a stick and threw in at the paramite this made it more angry as it lunged him.
The fuzzles rolled behind quart as he picked up a stone and smashed the mite in the head fightened it ran off into the forest. Quart turned to the fuzzels and beamed a smiled and so did they he paniced and ran away fuzzles following.
He ran straight into a tree. Paramites never travel alone and had called for help four others joined it as they scearched for quart
(ooc hope you like this char if and when you wish to include him in you stories i would be delighted
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