Meep. [Whitey aims his brown beady gaze at Silco and then lets out another soft sound, as if he understood the words aimed at him. And who knows! Whitey is much smarter than what he appears to be. Helping people in emotional turmoil just happens to be his specialty! And oh boy, it sure seems like no one is doing all that good here. Not Silco, Jinx or Richard.
With that the boar walks up to the doorstep, his front legs touching the snowy ground outside. Then, he turns his head to look back and waits until the man is ready for the nightly walk in the snow.]
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With that the boar walks up to the doorstep, his front legs touching the snowy ground outside. Then, he turns his head to look back and waits until the man is ready for the nightly walk in the snow.]