Species: Neko-Human snow-leopard
Age: 12
Tag’s best friends are Dieter, a German Shepherd Hunde, and Jaak, another Neko-Human snow-leopard. He has a strong emotional bond with both Jaak and Dieter; however, he shares a slightly deeper bond with Dieter.
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Species: Neko-Human, snow-leopard
Age: 13
Jaak goes to live with his father Altai, a mine engineer, in the remote valley region of Cyanos following the sudden death of his mother in a car accident. He initially struggles to adapt to the much simpler lifestyle and surroundings he finds himself in.
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In naval parlance, battle short is the practice of overriding protective fuses during combat so critical systems keep running, even if that increases the risk of damage. It’s a calculated compromise — the risk to a single component weighed against the risk to the entire ship.
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On the Eight by Four Railway — with extensions — early morning mist curled around the sleepy steam engines and mingled with the first wisps of steam as the firemen coaxed their fires into life for a new day’s work.
One by one, the engines gently woke on their sidings at Caerphilly Yard, their boilers bubbling as they stirred from sleep.
Pickle, a small green tank engine with a bright brass dome, yawned a cloud of steam. Today was his first day pulling the milk tankers to the Cheese and Gate Creamery, and his wheels quivered with excitement.
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Sunlight gleamed on the rails of Ddraig Goch station, polished by the passing of countless wheels. Two engines stood side by side, looking very important.
One was Mallard, an A4 class engine, large, proud and blue. His streamlined casing and nameplates shone and sparkled in the bright morning sky. From buffer to buffer he stood eager and ready at the station, steam drifting from his valves in impatient sighs.
Beside him stood King Edward VIII, a hardworking King class engine painted a deep, dignified green. He was broader and heavier, built for strength, and his brass snifting valve glowed warmly in the morning sun. He too was ready to start the day’s work.
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It was still dark when Grandma Bella roused the boys for an early breakfast. It was the best one yet, a full cooked breakfast, bacon, eggs, hashbrowns, sausage, beans, mushrooms and tomato. There was also a huge stack of toast, just in case anyone was still a bit hungry.
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After lunch, all of the boys started yawning, and once one started, they all started non-stop. Even though it was still early afternoon Grandma Bella dispatched all the boys upstairs for a nap. Again, they could hardly believe their luck, beds – real beds with sheets, and pillows; and one bed for each of them! To Grandma Bella’s amusement, the pups who would normally object strenuously to taking an afternoon nap, all insisted that they wanted to take a nap too. Hamish snuggled in with Seb, Fergus with Charlie and Angus with Raven. Lewis of course had Dogger. Soon all the boys and hunde puppies were fast asleep, the boys feeling completely safe for the first time in a very, very long time.
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Charlie: I can see them! – they’re coming back, and there’s some… some… um…
Charlie, who had never seen a Hunde before, couldn’t quite comprehend what he was seeing.
…some people with them, well I think they’re people – um – they look like, wow! They look like dogs – but they are walking like people!
After several hours of undisturbed sleep, Raven stirred, waking with a start. Pitch black surrounded him, and it took a few moments to remember where and why he was there. He sat up, rubbed his eyes, and stretched out his stiff back. Despite the blankets and sleeping bags, the platform had still been hard and cold to sleep on.
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Two at a time, the clan swelled to almost their full size at the end of the station platform next to the underground tunnel portal.
Raven: Just Seb and Red to come now guys. Those with torches make sure you conserve the batteries, we’re gonna need them.
Samson: I’ve got a spare one if that helps.
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