Shadewood Mad hatter or March Hare?

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Oh naw. You didn’t just cuff a woman who was with child- that was a number one sin of the most bad of bass where he had come from. Something like that meant war was due- they had ta be lookin for trouble. 

“Jeezus fren, what on earth make a man do somethin that vile- and what was she doin out tha den in tha first place?! I wish Vetty would hobble her ass out tha den, I’d blow a gasket.” It was true- he kept her where she seemingly wanted to be- home and free of worries and trouble. He tended that woman on paws and hinds should she want it, and he skedaddled long as she needed- but she stayed her plump ass in that den though. Well, unless’n she wanted some fresh air or to convene with the women folks, she she had her a moment to it. But damn anything and anyone else. 

“well saddle up, partner- Cry gone have us ridin out soon, cuz this is a danger we caint ignore.” With that, he was quick to take off, a mountain of landslide throwing itself through the trees to seek out the dark Leader of em all. 

This had to get settled, and fast.

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