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"Oof!"

He stumbled back, having hit something soft in his tireless run through the jungles of the Vale. Wiping tears from his eyes, the cub looked forward to see another ketucari before him, but... different, with more fur, like one of the Dragons in the pack - and young, though not as young as him. He began to back away slowly from the older cub, tail between his legs, when she dropped into a strange pose, front half bowed low and hips held high.

"Wanna play?" She grinned, tongue lolling out like an animal. "I'm Min. What's your name?"

"Uh. I'm..." The hypnosis he had just gone through rose like a tide. He shuddered involuntarily, waiting for it to fade. "I'm Dead. I mean, I'm... my name is... I guess I am Dead? My friend calls me Dee."

"That's a weird name!" The cub tipped her head. "I like Dee, though. Do you wanna play tag?"

He was about to ask what tag was when a familiar shadow crept up behind him...