"You just need a few more drinks in ya," Raivo
said, slurred nearly to the point of jibberish. Even with the other wolf's
sharpened hearing, it'd be a miracle for him to have made out the words. Even
so, the giant Raivo had sniffed out must have comprehended what was being said
better than Raivo himself.
Full of liquid courage, Raivo slapped the other wolf on the
back while shouting at the barmaiden for another round, on him.
"No sense of adventure," he said, and somehow it
was more coherent than his previous statement.
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