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"What?" Berserker smiled.
"Get up. You'll like this." Rakta-pa stood up and stretched, watching his brother closely. "Beyra sent half the dogs out to get food. She's just announced the start of round one."
"What?! And you didn't wake me?!" Berserker lifted his lip, but turned back to the stage where Beyra stood.
"She just started. Don't yap at me. She's just telling who to go after whom right now. You hunt down your target and take their prey, bringing it back with their scent on it so that they know you took it from the right target. Oh, and you have to be back before noon." Rakta-pa perked his ears toward the female on the stand below the ferris wheel, listening intently for his name. When it was called, the name of a dog he'd never heard came from her lips. He s
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