brad had been humming along to some shitty eighties music playing from the walkman in his fannypack when a sudden rise in tension attracted his attention from the north. he trotted forward with a look of mild curiosity, and peeked his head from behind a large palm leaf to examine the disturbance. the dark brown canine immediately recognized caesar, as the demon had been there when he had joined. the other creature, however, was quite unfamiliar to brad. the leonberger wasn't too trusting of trespassers. after all, any of them could be acquaintances of his father who was undoubtedly looking for his poor little lost son. brad rolled his eyes at his inner saboteur's anxious thoughts, and returned his gaze to the action before him. ah, violence. what better to fuel one's masculinity than a fun little skirmish?
once the fight ceased and caesar was reunited with his dagger, brad emerged from the brush wearing a crooked grin. "looks like ya woke up on the wrong side'a the bed today bud!", he chimed with a hardy laugh. one of life's greatest pleasures was pushing people's buttons when they were already grumpy. well, at least to brad it was. "cute toy, i dig it", he added, pointing a large paw at the glistening dagger. the knife was quite cool, but the canine would never exhibit his jealously through complimentary comments. that was for dweebs.
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once the fight ceased and caesar was reunited with his dagger, brad emerged from the brush wearing a crooked grin. "looks like ya woke up on the wrong side'a the bed today bud!", he chimed with a hardy laugh. one of life's greatest pleasures was pushing people's buttons when they were already grumpy. well, at least to brad it was. "cute toy, i dig it", he added, pointing a large paw at the glistening dagger. the knife was quite cool, but the canine would never exhibit his jealously through complimentary comments. that was for dweebs.
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