although the truth may vary -- w/ marker -- open

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; text-transform: lowercase; color: white; font-size=8pt][justify] Sven knew the little pup had been around humans and believed that his in particular, actually loved and cared for him. Sven mentally scoffed and the thought of a human being [i]loving    . Ridiculous. he knew the little pup was planning to go home to his "master". he decided to be the one to talk him out of it.


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    said pup was at his usual place by the wishing well, the last few times Marker had made his way home it was the the city lights and night, so he had to wait until night time, how very simple, for now he would gnaw on this bone

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; text-transform: lowercase; color: white; font-size=8pt][justify] Sven approached the little pup, wanting to talk with him. [b]“hey, buddy, how's that collar?”     he remembered it had looked tight on him, and he was still a bit concerned.


    .//no muse sorry ahh
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    he paused, looking up from his bone, " its fine " he said, he planned to wear it forever frankly, well it seemed he didnt know what the full size of a black russian terrier was then, " what are you up to? "

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; text-transform: lowercase; color: white; font-size=8pt][justify] he looked down at his paws. he didn't really want to spend time talking, but be didn't know how to start the conversation up. [b]“yeah, mate, I'm doing all right. thanks, how about yourself?”     he asked the young pup. [i]I guess that's what people do to start conversations nicely, right?     he asked himself.
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    " im pretty good, just waiting till night time so i can find my way home " he said, looking up at the sky, nope it was still day time, man this day seemed so slow to him

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; text-transform: lowercase; color: white; font-size=8pt][justify] Sven guessed it was now or never. [b]“Marker, why do you want to go back to that human so bad? isn't he horrible to you? I know I would be grateful to be here instead of there.”     he asked. [I]why would the puppy want to go     back? was something wrong with him?! Sven thought


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    " why? he's my master! he fed me and all my siblings and mama and all the other mamas and their puppies, he's just really busy is all! " he said, " i mean sure i'm aloud to walk around here rather than be in the metal stick box but i'm sure he puts me there to keep me safe "

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; text-transform: lowercase; color: white; font-size=8pt][justify] sven was horrified. was he being possesed or tricked or something? so it sounded like he [i]did     come from a place like Sven did, himself, a breeding facility. [b]“lottle one, he doesn't care about you, he doesn't love you. I don't know why they would shove so many animals in one place and chain them, but they do. he doesn't love you.” at this point, he was being harsh. he didnt mean to be, but in his mind, he was proud he hadn't cursed out loud yet. he was furious- why did humans do this? and why, how did they trick this little pup into thinking the humans loved him?


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    rubbish, lies, it didnt make sense, " thats not true! why else would he feed me? and give me this collar? or give me water and keep me near by mother and siblings? " he raised his voice, though his growl was more of a whine than anything, one might see his collar more closely as he stood to defend his master, it had no name, no address, just a number, 63429

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; text-transform: lowercase; color: white; font-size=8pt][justify] [b]“do you know [i]why     he loves you?” he asked him. //no muse sorry ahhh


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    " because! " he didnt know, he really didnt know, " because, because uh.. " he tried to think before shaking his head, " he doesnt need a reason! he just does! " he barked, he had to defend master, because he did love him! he had to!


    ( its k )

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; text-transform: lowercase; color: white; font-size=8pt][justify] [b]“Exactly. why would he feed and give you a home if he doesn't get benefit from it? he was probably looking to sell you.”     he informed the little pup. he didn't know that he might be hurting marker's feelings- he just was glad he might finally be getting to him.
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    sell him, he had thought before all the other puppies were just leaving while he was asleep, but selling them? you couldnt sell a living thing right? " why would he sell me, why would he want to? " he asked, it didnt make sense that he'd do that to him, he looked at the ground, and his paws

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; text-transform: lowercase; color: white; font-size=8pt][justify] finally. he was listening. [b]“humans are different than we are. they have a thing that's called money- they trade it for things, so they can trade it for other things. I've only seen it a couple of times- it smells horrible.”     he commented.


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    the dry green leaf squares, he had seen it several times, lots of it, he never knew what it was for before, " is that why all my siblings went away...? " he asked, he felt like he was shrinking into himself, he didnt feel good

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    Sven noticed the pup's frown. [b]“hey, no, but you can always stay with us. stay with us, stay with windclan. we'll be your family.”     he offered, his voice soft. hopefully, he'd choose to stay. but it might.make it worse, and he might.go home to prove Sven wrong. but even knew what would happen.


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    ( its fine )


    he whimpered and nodded before hugging the other as a reflex for seeking comfort, he was crying like a big baby to say the least but he just needed to get it out because reality kept hitting him

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; text-transform: lowercase; color: white; font-size=8pt][justify] Sven flinched as marker hugged him. he wasn't used to any touching or contact at all- let along hugging. however, this time, he smiled. he hugged him back, his tail wrapping around his small body. [b]“it's okay. we're your family.”     he murmured.


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