as they walk through the long grass, both looking around, Asher leads the way with his sharp teeth bared. Suddenly, Kota stops, his ears up. Kota: “Asher, I smell something.” Asher: “Stay close to me, brother.” Kota trots forward and stands closer to Asher, and he bares his teeth in fear. Both of them unsheathe their claws Kota: “I think someone’s nearby.” Asher: “I do. Don’t worry. We’ll face them together.” Kota: “They may not be our enemy, brother.” they both look around
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