He sagged even further down in his seat. Maurice couldn't even argue that. Why did he feel so awful? This had nothing to do with his being beheaded or hunted for sport or discounted as a 'person'. It was over his stupid scales. Two days ago, Maurice would have chomped at the bit to punch a hole in the sassy dragon's pride.
"I'll go do that." He excused himself from the table and gathered up his things to go and give himself a good wash--Sally too. Her poor legs were filthy from the road and her tail was in tangles.
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"I'll go do that." He excused himself from the table and gathered up his things to go and give himself a good wash--Sally too. Her poor legs were filthy from the road and her tail was in tangles.
Thinking was hard.
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Geez, have no manners, stare and then doesn't even give a good compliment. humans.