Sek-Raktaa groaned and turned towards the newcomer. He glared both at the ferret and at Sandjo. "Now cut it out, you two. There isss plenty of ssspaccce and food for all of usss in here. Can't we jussst get along?"
"Get along?!" Exclaimed Rotan. "How could I get along with a tramp of a hedgehog and a weedy lizard?" And with that he stormed out. As he walked along he muttered to himself. "Now to to find the hidden city, and all the riches it must contain!"
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Run to the bedroom, In the suitcase on the left You'll find my favorite axe. Don't look so frightened This is just a passing phase, One of my bad days.
The hardily-built otter blew snow out of her whiskers as she reached the top of that last stretch. " 'Oy!" She muttered to herself, words coming out thick with cold, "I'd give half me fur fer a cuppa hotrrot anything right now, or at least a shelter."
She blinked snow from her eyes and peered, at the small shack that had suddenly come in view, then at the prints going in and out. Looked like a ferret...a hedgehog?...and a thin object like a tail...ah well! She shrugged, and strode stiffly to the door, pounding on it with a hardy paw. "Ahoy there!" She yelled hoarsely over the wind, "Open 'er up if ye would, I'm about to turn into an otter ice chunk out here, mates!"