(a mini story following up from my first book Call Of The Wild) Erika was interrupted from her thoughts when the sheep ran out of the pen and trotted into the woods. "Cree! Don't just stand there, tell them to come back!" shouted Erika as Cree got back onto his feet and brushed some of the mud off of his blue tunic. "what do I look like, a human translator? I can talk to dragons, not sheep!"
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