the poor little. is all hawks could think. he was in tight clothing and cover with dagerous weapons. dabis pants were wet and he had a bad looking burn from using his fire. he looked so tired and..aw now the poor thing was crying. hawks caregiver incstings couldn't take it anymore. he ran up and hugged the little. picking him up and cradleing him. he'll take care of the poor little. hawks: its okay baby...
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