Flint followed Akila outside after a long thought about what he wanted to do in his free time. That was a funny word for a slave 'free' time. It really made him feel good to have his job done to get more 'free' time. Honestly it felt good just in general to have a job, period.
He nosed himself outside slowly. The last time he was outside he had been in a cage and he had heavy chains on him. He could still feel the bars pressing in on his little paws as he tried to get comfortable. But no he was not in Zanzibar anymore. He was in Giza with the lovely fresh smell- and what was that in front of him? That green stuff growing from the ground? Wasn't that GRASS? He hadn't seen such a thing in so long. He quickly darted over to it and flopped over to one side rolling his back and belly over the green shards; coincidentally dying his coat a light green in the process. Oh this was surely the life.
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