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APPROACHING THE GROUP OF GIGANTIC WARMBLOODS

 

 

I WAS FIRST DRAWN

 

 

TO THE HAIRY, FOURLEGGED BRUTE

 

 

PRANCING AROUND THE TOWERING BIPEDS

 

 

THE SMELL OF THE MAMMAL'S THICK, YOUNG BLOOD

 

 

STIRRED SOMETHING IN MY ABDOMEN

 

 

MY EGGS WERE NOW READY TO DEVELOP

AND YEARNED FOR SUSTENANCE

 

 

HIS BLOOD WOULD DO JUST FINE

 

chapter 2 and a half