MK followed and listened with his floppy ears. He swallowed seeing the little bolt of lighting zapping the snow-covered rock. He flinched. Please don't be some important rock. He walked over to the door and knocked on it. Might as well just start with being polite.
"We'll be okay. We stick together and don't rush into stuff. I did that and...it didn't go well."
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"We'll be okay. We stick together and don't rush into stuff. I did that and...it didn't go well."