With a furious battle cry, Lurks wrapped his bony little fingers around the hunter's neck.
"Why couldn't we be friends!" he cried, mournful and furious. "I am very very nice and just wanted to play!"
A glint in his orange eyes denoted that he didn't want to. Not any more.
hp// 20
dmg// 18 oh no OHHH NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOo
medigel
about...that...maybe someone should rescue him...............