...How? How is Roland going to tell Inigo that if he ever came face to face with a real, regular earth chinchilla, he might not have the heart to turn it into mince meat?
Look at those sparkling eyes. Do you think Roland's heart to be made of stone? Evan used the same tactic on him and the one time it didn't work was the one time his actual life was on the line!
He clears his throat.
"I have an idea," He says lightly, a small smile on his face. "How about we figure that out for ourselves before we go hunting for a whole pack? Let's find one and see how hard it is to slay."
One, to make sure they'll never be outnumbered. Two, Roland has no clue how great the great is in great chinchilla.
His sword sparkles to existence from his arms band and he sheathes it against his hip for ease of movement. He nods to Inigo with determination. "Lead the way, pup."
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Look at those sparkling eyes. Do you think Roland's heart to be made of stone? Evan used the same tactic on him and the one time it didn't work was the one time his actual life was on the line!
He clears his throat.
"I have an idea," He says lightly, a small smile on his face. "How about we figure that out for ourselves before we go hunting for a whole pack? Let's find one and see how hard it is to slay."
One, to make sure they'll never be outnumbered. Two, Roland has no clue how great the great is in great chinchilla.
His sword sparkles to existence from his arms band and he sheathes it against his hip for ease of movement. He nods to Inigo with determination. "Lead the way, pup."