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"A juvenile trolloc waits hungrily to be fed.
Pot bellied and apparently starving, the trolloc ankle-biter must compete for every morsel of food. It eyes you hungrily looking for a handout or perhaps appraising your willingness to become its next meal."
Keywords: ankle, biter, hungry, juvenile, trolloc
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|You give a large slab of meat to an ankle-biter.||An ankle-biter chews the meat eagerly.|
An ankle-biter burps loudly.
An ankle-biter grins evilly.
An ankle-biter blinks its eyes innocently.
An ankle-biter starts following you.
An ankle-biter says 'MOR!!'
|-||An ankle-biter clamors around you looking for food.|
An ankle-biter licks you.
An ankle-biter says 'Mah I hungee.'
An ankle-biter says 'Fud mah!'
An ankle-biter sniffs you. How bizarre...