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Phemus sauntered out into the cold once more. What trials would await him today? The large blue blood sighed, running a few fingers through his thick, long black hair as he waddled through the snows. He sniffed the cold northern air. The snow was blank and untouched, except for a few marks. He recognized some of them...but then there were a pair of troll marks...troll marks? No troll ever came here and whoever did usually froze within hours.
He sniffed around, using his horns to help him move some logs about. Then he came to his coal pile, hearing something shuffling.
A small rust blood was piling coal in their sweater. He lifted the tiny one up by their scruff and blew hot breath at them, “What are you doing here?” He grumbled, staring at the tiny mass with his intense dark eyes.
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