Everyone said this line of work would be dangerous, he thought, his senses sweeping the area to check for intruders. But does a soldier run in the face of adversity? Nay, a soldier remains true to his oath and his principles! He tightened his grasp on one of the boxes and allowed his lithe frame to settle more heavily on three others, complicating matters for anyone who might attempt to forcibly remove him. The box’s markings were definitely familiar, but he could not decipher their meaning. Nevertheless, instinct and years of field experience told him that this cargo was invaluable. Witness me, all who may draw close, and know that this zone falls under my protection!
“Fred, what’s that dog doing on top of the beer cases again?”, a weary voice muttered from across the yard.
“He’s not hurting anything, boss. I’ll shoo him when it’s time.”
Mayor FluffyPaws heard the men yapping in a foreign tongue. Fear not, my bounty! I, your guardian, shall fulfill my oath at any cost! He sniffed the air haughtily. He would not fail.
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