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Four Thousand Club
Elchs attention immediately snapped to the poor boy who fell over. He ran over to the boy and attempted to help the boy up. However he stopped when he saw the tail and instead started to check to make sure that your beautiful face wasn't busted up.
"Are you ok?" Elch asked in his thick Russian accent. It was a bit hard to understand but not impossible
Eris blushed when his gaze met elch's. His face didn't have any injuries except his lower lip was bleeding. "..i-i think so.." He mumured not noticing he had bit his lip. His mer-tail wiggled as he struggled to keep himself upward.