The wolfos rolled on the ground lazily. He hadn't come to work out so much as to relax in his natural form. If someone wanted a spar okay. If not? That was okay, because he was going to nap in the sun, and maybe try to look cute and score belly rubs. Sadly, when you were size of small horse, looking cute was harder than when you were a pup. Still he could try.
Try, the key word.
THIS IS HALLOWEEN
WHERE IT IS ALWAYS HALLOWEEN (and sometimes exams)
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