GREENLIGHT && redvox

i'm the treasure

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it was a strange feeling to have been announced as such. for almost three years, august had prided himself as being 'untouched'. he worked solely for the pitt in and of itself, using his keen sense of smell to deter fresh and tainted prey apart. to assess mold in certain suspicious areas. to sniff out any pests that needed to be eradicated. his nose had given him more purpose than one could think; and day by day he was used for these tasks time and time again.

file out the prey here. what's bad goes to your kind.

someone reported rats in the temple, sniff out the nest and we'll give you your dinner.

hey! this food is obviously clear, we just brought it in. are you trying to steal?

it was overwhelming to think that now those days were... well. they were gone. kydobi had promised him no jobs or work. he could have friends. he could be free yet not targeted by the ones who will soon officially break the chains.

the terrier had been cheerfully trotting about in camp with one of the fattest field mice he had ever gotten his paws on, scandolously devouring it in front of others and practically basking in their disapproving scowls. there was nothing they could do about it. kydobi had made it clear auggie was not to be touched. that he was protected.

i'm the prize