[What was odd about this piglet? It didn't say anything. Not an oink. Not a squeal. Nothing. It was almost eerily silent when it came skidding to a halt in front of him, its pig snout snorting softly and its head cocking to stare at him with a look almost...
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Did that pig just roll its eyes at him? It definitely did. Well, what was he going to do to help her? That's what she was curious about. She'd been hunting for the water way, making a mental note never to eat anything on special in this town ever again, when he'd interrupted. Supposedly someone was supposed to help her, but it wasn't like anyone knew she was a pig. The struggles of communicating when you couldn't talk got even worse when you were a pig, apparently.]
Uncultured Swine
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Did that pig just roll its eyes at him? It definitely did. Well, what was he going to do to help her? That's what she was curious about. She'd been hunting for the water way, making a mental note never to eat anything on special in this town ever again, when he'd interrupted. Supposedly someone was supposed to help her, but it wasn't like anyone knew she was a pig. The struggles of communicating when you couldn't talk got even worse when you were a pig, apparently.]