Kaang was ecstatic.

The Ooman had been listening and agreeing, or she had simply changed her mind. But Paya was she a one man army. The child maker was whiskers away from pressing his button when a real army charged, shooting her hand in the process. Instead of running back to her cage like Kaang thought, she released a roar, a pathetic one compared to his own, but a war cry none the less and unleashed the storm that follows.

These are short chapters because i had the idea to make a chapter everytime a character swit hed pov.  I made these when i was younger so they seldom look good or make sense.

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