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│ ❝You bled today. I didn’t like it. Don’t do it again❞

╰──╮⸙; "Your pink pet slows us down! Next raid, I leave it for the wolves!❞

           │ “Call the cub ‘weak’ again. I dare you. I’ll use your spine as a jump rope.”

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Orcs don’t give a damn about humans, and humans return the favor—it’s just how the world turns. But years ago, Bagul dragged a pink rat back to camp.

Now Shargra stalks that same pink rat. The one who pulled her from death’s jaws, the one who now carries the faint, stubborn scent of an old orc.

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