Slogann growled at the Slog that had just beckoned the pack to follow her, but still proached the Mudokkon. "You don't fool me, Abe and Mud," Slogann growled. But something stopped her. She spun her head around, seeing his long-lost owner, and semi-enemy: Sly the slig. "SLY!" Slogann growled. "Back off, Slogann! These two are mine!" Sly pointed at him. Slogann retraced her steps back at the Slig. The Mudokkon sighed greatly, but Abe still shuddered in the tree. "You should've hid in the shadows, like you always do! Leave me behind with pathetic Mudokkons and Natives that will attack me! You're no owner, your a........ a Slog-owner!" Slogann roared out. "Bring it on!" Sly brought out a Blitz-packer. Slogann held back for a moment, then rethought of what the damn consequences are. 'Blitz + Slig = one dead sloggie,' she thought, then Slogann began to back away. "Ha! Thought so, Slogann!" Sly laughed, aiming directly at Sloganns head. "Bye-bye, Slog," Sly said evily.
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