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"Oh. Hm.." He nodded, slowly looking away. "I only drink if someone somehow gets me to. I really shouldn't drink much. My friend gets me to drink some."
"I was adopted by a herd of deers. The two bucks hate me, but the does seem to like me. They just don't want me near the fawns." Alastor spoke quietly as he sat at a tree, a rabbit was on his legs.