Newt - AnyoneMature

The war to end all wars. Newts against Salamanders. Water against fire. Small versus big.

For too long have we small newts been subordinated by those feiry salamanders. Water puts our fire, but our supplies are limited. We newts are small and are bellies tiny and damp. Those salamanders have volcanic action brewing in their bellies. Burning our homes and department stores. Too much, I say! CHARGE!

That was the last I saw of those blasted salamanders. Good riddens! I charged with all my might, swimming as fast as my little legs could take me. I barely noticed the razor beak darting towards me. Or the golden talons that squeezed the water out of me. Before I knew it, I was bird supper.

Those salamanders were tough. I guess the moral of the story is, if you can't beat them...die!

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