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He exe--by *purplekecleon

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Rhodes had at least a vague understanding of what they were going through. “Boss isn’t always right... I think we shouldn’t listen to him anymore!” He attempted to talk some sense into the other Sneasels, who seemed outright scared at those very words. Questioning Slasher appeared to be highly discouraged among them.

Suddenly clearing his throat, Shroomsworth stood upright before Sandy and turned about, peering down at the shorter Sneasels. “Do you know why you never see your older brethren again?!” he asked with purpose. He had a very good idea of what was going on here.

Every Sneasel, even Rhodes, simply looked confused. Some shook their heads, some shrugged blankly.

“When one of you becomes mature enough to oppose his position as your leader, he exe-- agh!”

In the blink of an eye, a dark blur rushed out from the top of the nearest tree. Any rustling it had caused within the leaves beforehand was masked by the sound of rushing rapids. The blur collided directly against Shroomsworth’s chest, knocking the breath out of him.

With the ‘blur’ having come to a stop against the Breloom, it could be correctly identified as Slasher himself. The heavy impact sent Shroomsworth tumbling backwards with him, and the two rolled back off of the cliff, claws attempting to latch onto one another before the impact of rolling down the rocky incline separated them, leaving them to fall into the mist of the waterfall’s destination.

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