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The King's new lapwolf.

"Come, King now we see," the Werewolf hisses. It reminds you of 'Yoda' off Star Wars, and you stifle a wolfish snigger as you follow him. He trails his way along a great, winding, up-pointing platform, eventually stopping at a great doorway, about halfway up the enormous column. "Advice: Don't speak 'less spoken to. Polite always. Never trot fast," the other Wolf hisses, and trails off. You push against the door with your great front legs, and it slides open.

You are now in an enormous room. Seemingly hand-crafted from purest virgin snow, it is white in every way. The door is white, the walls are white, the ceiling is white, the floor is white - and the great Wolf, sat precariously on a white throne, is whitest of all. "GREETINGS, NEW POWERFUL WOLF. YOU MY NEWEST SOLDIER," he bellows. His English, too, is halting, but is spoken in a proud, booming bark, unlike the hissing and snarling of your former companion. His talk is not pleasant, but something about him puts you at ease. "Greetings, King Wolf." you get up on your hind legs and bow. "AH, OBEDIENT AND POLITE. LIKE YOU, YES. COME HERE," the King replies in his booming, but somehow pleasant voice. You walk over to him, very slowly, your tail between your legs and your muzzle bowed. "NORMAL SOLDIERS GREETED AT WEEKLY MEETING, BROUGHT TO STAGE. BUT YOU I LIKE. YOU I LIKE MUCH. SEE YOU KILL PLEES-MAN. NO LIKE THEM. YOU BIGGER THAN NORMAL WOLF, TOO. BIG LIKE ME. LIKE YOU, YES, VERY MUCH." You bow even lower at this courteous - if slightly brusqe - method of introduction. "I MAKE YOU MY BEST SERVANT, YES."


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