A few nymphs cuddled together in order to stay warm. Another nymph walked over, shivering from the cold.

“H-Hey? Can I join you gu—”

“Get lost, One-Wing.”

“B-But it so cold.”

“Get lost!”

Red Fang whimpered before running off. He laid down, curling up to try and keep warm. Then, he heard the nymphs oohing and awing.

He looked up to see Queen Chrysalis walking in. Many of the nymphs started saying things like, “Pick me! Pick me!”

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