Redsand Canyon Hey girl, how you doin'?

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Yeah, yeah, rabble – royal, they were the same word almost. He had it close enough. At least the girl knew what he was talking about. She didn’t seem like she was put off by his manly scratch. Jack had wondered if it would turn into a scar. He wanted something that made him look strong so he could brag about it to Leona and mom and dad.

The pretty girl asked if he was the son of the Imperator. Jack Snipe scoffed with a toothy little smile.

That butt fluff? No way! He makes me tired when he talks. My name’s Jack Snipe! My mama is Towhee and my dad is Maxim and they’re way cooler than the Emperor-toes. Words were still a bit tricky, but he’d gotten the sounds of most sentences down and could parrot them back without too much difficulty. The word Imperator was still a difficult one. Emperor-toes sounded far better to say.

What’s your name?