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Rain Circles
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Slime pulled its self together, rising back up into the macroscopic realm. Settling into a comfortable fox shape, Slime shook themselves. "Whoa, that was... intense. You can understand those guys?" it asked Stag.
The bug gave a shrug "More or less. The plants help. We'll let you know if they ever say anything coherent."
Slime rested for a while, watching the bugs work. Mud walls slowly went up, forming a shape like a tree stump. Squirrel helped too, moving rocks and sticks too large for the bugs to move.
"Hey jerk!" a familiar bird landed on Slime's back, sinking in a little bit. "Ouugh, blegh!" Crow hopped off and rubbed his feet on the ground "That feels weird! Anyway, your wolf friend wanted you to know she's going to explore some and then come back here. And your ant friends are happy with their nest. they gave me an orange to come tell you, so here I am!"
Crow looked around and sidled closer. "Hey so, I've got some buddies see, and we've been having trouble with other crow gangs on our turf. So if you could do for my friends what you did for me, we'd really owe you one. Give us an edge, you know? How's about it?"
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