A Few Paltry Droplets…Drip 9

The red sand shifted. A rock popped out from under a small dune and a brown furry head emerged, skeptically analyzing the terrain. With a small “neep”, the tiny dog-like creature creeped out from his hovel, shaking vigorously, and alerting the coterie that conditions were now safe.

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