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and so a heavy paw rises and the 2 tinies are now able to shakily stand to their feet and cower before a mighty and great beastie. “Now run and scamper off you little darling things.” the hard booming of the beasties voice knocks them back down quick fast. but there is nothing malicious in that booming voice, only strength and booming and loud percussive force. ‘perhaps we can tag along for a bit?’ ‘i’ve, i’ve, i’ve never felt so safe before’ their voices break and quiver, but their hope for, something, ally, life shines bright. and all of it is mercilessly and completely lost on such a mighty and brightly beastie. “HAHAHA, yes little ones, you want to see how a real KING beast tramps and stramps through the night? Come and watch me eats and feasts.” ‘aaaahhh but we are so tiny!’ ‘won’t we be trampled so easy?’ “NO NO NO, no such thing, I shall protect you little things, you shall feast upon my feast, watch a real KING beast in action! ...and if I’m unlucky tonight perhaps I shall eats you HAHAHAHA!” The laug