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Lucky Stone
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I leap to my feet in alarm. “That sounds bad, Lucy was only supposed to go there for a short visit. We heard there were women being kept prisoner there and she was supposed to gather information, if they argued and she never came back, she could have been attacked by the other snake! We need to go to the house and investigate!”
“We?”
“Yes, we! Our kin are still trapped and Lucy was already injured by Grass, she deserves our help. What kind of neighborhood was it? How easy would it be to go there?”
“It’s this cheap area by the factory…It’s overgrown, which is good for cover, but it seems kind of dangerous to visit unless it’s dark or raining. Don’t think you should be getting too excited, Windy.”
I bristle a little. “Call me Rudger.”
>Why use the name ‘Rudger’?
My first name translates to something like ‘Wind on Fur’ in reptile tongue. It’s fine, I mean, it’s the name my mother gave me even though I didn’t know her for very long. I just prefer Rudger, okay?
>Was the truck driver really a wolf or was that part of the dream?
It was part of the dream. In real life I wasn’t grabbed and killed, I only got the scratch on the leg as the lizard fumbled for me. It’s strange I imagined a canine though, I’ve never even seen one in real life.
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