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"Who is he exactly?" She asked again, pulling back her bangs and refastening her headband comfortably.
"Im not quite sure myself" He answered, slipping on his oversized snow shoes. Nearly everything he owned was a size too large for him. But as goofy as it made him look she didn't seem to mind it so much. It suited him. "He just sort of appeared on our doorstep a few nights ago. Toothless was all agitated. But why he attacked him last night I I suppose it is best he stay with you for a while after last night." He pounded his foot hard onto the floor and proceeded to tie up the front of his shoes.
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