[Fang's never been so glad to be swept into these bloody dreams. She feels alive here, unmarred and unrestrained, and even if the humidity and the giant Monsters are a bit much, it's a wonderful reprieve.]
[And then something stick-like and point flies through the air and whaps her upside the head.]
[Before Fang can protest, a low growl sets her on edge, the fur on the back of her neck stands on end, and she's moving towards it before she even thinks. Just like a dream months back, some idiot sap's just standing there, and Fang half-tackles, half-carries off the kid as the growling Monster pounces.]
What is with the new lots, starin' slack-jawed into danger, huh? That's a great sense of survival you've got.
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[And then something stick-like and point flies through the air and whaps her upside the head.]
[Before Fang can protest, a low growl sets her on edge, the fur on the back of her neck stands on end, and she's moving towards it before she even thinks. Just like a dream months back, some idiot sap's just standing there, and Fang half-tackles, half-carries off the kid as the growling Monster pounces.]
What is with the new lots, starin' slack-jawed into danger, huh? That's a great sense of survival you've got.