The sound of an angered bark and manly groar.... and from that rip in the land, from the real world came galloping one ginger dog and one purple leg-ged man.
Key lunged forth fists clenched to nuggets of grizzled punch.
To the ground they tumbled and punch after pummel after punt
back to punch they fought. Key, skillfully avoiding every mash. iContact accepting the
knuckes of retribution ...
but then iContact managed to reach and find a soft furry thing.with a tight squeeze the corpse of Crimson popped with shiny claws.
"ssssuch a fitting wwweapon" hissed iContact.