Chapter 4
by 
SissyBoiToi1
What do you do?
Call out
"Hey, dog!" you cry out, standing up. "Looking for something?"
"Dog?" the wolfman growls. "Dog? I'll have you know that I am descended for a long line of noble artisans, kings, and war-hounds!" Oh, he thinks you meant 'dog' in a racist way!
"Look, I didn't mean anything by it--" _*BONK* _The muscle-bound dog man punches you in the head and you fall to the ground!
Do you stand your ground and fight back, or try and run?
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