Deep in the wetlands

The predator slowly moved forward. He listened to the sounds of the wetlands and smelled possible prey nearby. He had to be careful. There was this old guardian of the moors. He would be able to tame him with spells like „sit“ and „down“. But may be chicken and cheese would still be his reward. So he moved on.

… are you serious? 🐶

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