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Awkwardmollusk
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Posted: 8/2/2020 at 10:16 PM
Post #4771
Beowulf let out a short bark in reply.
"You're excused." Warren said with a wave of his hand.
Dragonsrcool54
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Posted: 8/3/2020 at 8:53 AM
Post #4772
Frisk laughed.
Awkwardmollusk
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Posted: 8/3/2020 at 9:54 PM
Post #4773
Warren stood up. "Go ahead and wash up, I'll tell Finn we're gonna go exploring, okay?"
Dragonsrcool54
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Posted: 8/3/2020 at 9:56 PM
Post #4774
Frisk nodded and walked off to brush her teeth.
Awkwardmollusk
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Posted: 8/3/2020 at 10:48 PM
Post #4775
Warren wandered over to Finn, and Beowulf drated back into the tent, having decided that Asriel had slept long enough.
Dragonsrcool54
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Posted: 8/4/2020 at 8:55 AM
Post #4776
Asreil was still asleep.
Frisk nibbled on a biscuit she didnt finish.
Awkwardmollusk
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Posted: 8/4/2020 at 9:34 AM
Post #4777
Beowulf poked him with his nose. "Wuff."
Dragonsrcool54
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Posted: 8/4/2020 at 9:39 AM
Post #4778
Asreil yawned and opened his eyes. *hello, doggy.* he said sleepily, petting Beowulf.
Awkwardmollusk
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Posted: 8/4/2020 at 9:41 AM
Post #4779
The malamute waved his tail happily, then bounded out of the tent. "Wuff wuff!"
Dragonsrcool54
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Posted: 8/4/2020 at 9:46 AM
Post #4780
Asreil smiled and yawned, before putting one of his root out of the tent and putting it on the ground, before dissapearing into the dirt.
Frisk saw it and smiled, taking a buiscut and covering it in gravy, before setting it on the ground sneakily. Then the buiscut dissapeared into the ground.
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