"Aatu, what the hell is wrong with you?", Zev, the werewolf, who lifted Flakes on the market square , wanted to know reproachfully. Aatu was crouching on a barrel with his arms crossed over his broad chest and alternately glared at Zev and the little ball of fur on his arm .At the last moment, Derne suppressed an angry hiss. On the one hand, because dogs don't hiss and on the other hand, because his demon hissing sounded simply ridiculous in its dog form . And why the big demon was that guy so mad at all? If anyone here had any reason to be angry, it was him, Derne the tiny, formerly Derne the big black. After all, he had let himself be caught like a stupid normal pet dog. Derne growled muted and snuggled deeper into the crook of Zev's arm.He had earned a whole bag of pig ears, after all , he had got T-three and a half to make himself invisible and let him pull him back into the forest. Anyone around here had any inkling of how hard it was to pull somet
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