"Xewhatsis? And how all can they be laying objecting down at what all is? Humans got them up and tight with a pink fleshy system but trolls are being trolls."
There's a sharpness in his eyes again as he says that. Trolls are trolls indeed. He can feel it creeping up when he is all looking some other way. Fight, hurt, hunt, kill. That's how trolls are all being, isn't it? But he doesn't want it. Well, maybe all up and tracking down a beast like the kitten sister up and did at home. That might be fun...
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There's a sharpness in his eyes again as he says that. Trolls are trolls indeed. He can feel it creeping up when he is all looking some other way. Fight, hurt, hunt, kill. That's how trolls are all being, isn't it? But he doesn't want it. Well, maybe all up and tracking down a beast like the kitten sister up and did at home. That might be fun...