[h1][center][color=orange]Zectoll[/color][/center][/h1]

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[i]Day 5: Growing pains[/i]

Zectoll slept hard, his body unmoving, his mind a deep cloud of darkness. No dreams came to him as he passed through the night into morning, and as he opened his eyes he became acutely aware of the tight soreness wrapped around his whole body. The goblin begab to rise to his feet, wiping drool from his mouth and straightening his right ear, which was mashed against the side of his head. All the while he groggily grunted, unconsciously stretching his muscles in an attempt to ease the tension and soreness. He soon noticed the timer, the summation of which would spell the end of his bodies soreness.

Through the pain of his muscles, he could feel that they had grown, the resulting pain being a part of the process of the develop of new fibers. Zectoll relished the pain, as he imagined himself growing large and muscled. His mind then wandered onto the subject of the King of the Northern mountain once more. In his mind flashed and image of a huge wolf, thick corded muscles rippling underneath a steel black coat and a maw filled to the brim with glistening white teeth. Much more pain he would need to go through to get his body in a powerful enough state to fulfill his goal. 

With determination burning in his eyes Zectoll gathered up his fang fist, and Alpha rabbit horned and headed to the cave entrance. He continued to stretch as he observed the outside of the cave. He would await the ending of the timer, as he awaited for Lomen to awaken.  He looked around and saw the Goblin Stegs was also up and about. [color=orange] Good sunrise to you, Goblin Stegs. It seems you are interested in these plants. To what end do you do this?[/color] Zectoll was curious as to what value plants had other than for food, or for using as a means to ambush prey. Since berries didn't fight back, he found little value in eating them.



 
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