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does it bother anyone else,
DUILIO
that someone else has your name?
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A scowl as always present upon the veteran's tan muzzle, Emilio made his lumbering way towards the familiar border of a clan he had been prisoner of many, MANY moons ago. His fiery amber eyes settled upon the monster of a castle that was the main hub of the clan and finally, his mighty paws ceased their treading. Here at last. The only reason he had returned was simply to join the clan of the only one he deemed true family now that everyone probably had forgotten about him and now that he cared little for his blood brother, way back in the Insignia. It was about time he rejoin society before he completely lost it and ended up like he did that one time he actually broke.
So, there sat the grumpy giant, towering above the little line that marked the border between the outside world and one full of talking creatures that resided in an almost threatening castle. Hopefully, if he was lucky, his old friend would be able to remember a certain Italian Rottweiler.
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