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Hasty words...

The pain suddenly makes you furious, an abandoning all sense (and survival instincts!) you roar back, "At least I know enough that I don't want to be some overgrown monstrosity whose only value is in his muscles!"

You don't even feel the punch.

When you can open your eyes again, you catch sight of Fred storming out of your home, possibly for good. His paws are clenching and unclenching, and he looks ready to kill. Your hand reaches up and gingerly touches the new bruise that's forming. How could he do that to you?

Well, you'll probably never find out.

It begins to dawn on you that there's a serious chance of never seeing Fred again. Would he want to know someone who'd insulted him like that? You're suddenly conscious of all the little noises in your house; the ticking clock, the creaking floorboards, the wind outside. It seems very empty without someone else there. And how many other people do you know that will talk to a fat, anthro rhino?

What have you done?

Alone and miserable, you...


Written by Lupine (edited by wanderer)

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