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Thorleif yelped and lowered his head, tail down and tucked away.  "I'm so sorry!", he blathered.  His heart was racing.  He had to force himself to calm down.  He lowered his head even more and slowed his panting.  The cool air helped soothe his nerves.  This was going to happen sooner or later.  It was only a matter of time before he had to tell them about the Demon King.  

Having calmed himself, Thorleif began to speak.  "The Demon King is the king of deers,"  He explained to no one in particular, but loud enough so that all heard him.  "A terrible monstrosity of inexhaustible energy and malice.  Bigger than largest buck, he is immense and has limbs as thick as small trees.  Covered in a thick coat of brown fur, instead of short fur.  Wicked talon like claws on paws at the end of each limb, instead of hooves.  A snout of fangs below black beady eyes.  The only thing that stood out was the lack of antlers."  One would think that huge forboding antlers would have been standard of any king of deers, if one had existed in the first place.

"It was such as creature that took and ravaged my very own pack when I was but a pup.", reflected Thorleif dramatically.  "Just a wee pup who learned the hard way to live off of fish instead of the sacred deers of the lands.  Such is my tale, and I live perhaps only to tell others of this danger, in order to warn others of my pack's mistakes!"