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Graham Humbert

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Graham knew that there was only one reason he had borrowed this monkey suit from someone around town. He knew that he had no interest in humans, but, there was one person who would make him consider it.
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And that person was the one who had finally made him feel something. For the first time in the longest amount of time. Maybe even ever. And, it was that same person that he was getting ready to go and meet.
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A young Indian chief's daughter by the name of Tiger Lily.
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Graham didn't really know what to expect from a group of people who he distrusted, but, as long as Tiger Lily was there, then he wouldn't mind putting up with it.
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After adjusting the suit, Graham glanced down at Link. "Sorry boy, you can't come with me tonight." Graham said, stroking his fur gently, before putting some food by his bed, and, beginning to head towards Tiger Lily's house in a different part of the Forest.
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Graham put his hands in the pockets of his suit jacket, as he soon reached the vines that he knew led to her house. Instead of climbing up, he just stood down the bottom, and, gave a large smile. "Rapunzel, Rapunzel. Let down your vines." Graham called up, making sure that Tiger Lily would hear him.
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Graham wasn't a people kind of person. He had been raised by wolves away from people his whole life. While his cursed persona had been more open to people, he still hadn't been the type to make friends or be comfortable around them. At least before Emma had arrived in town.
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He knew that she had caused him to feel something with humans, but, it didn't mean he completely liked them. There were only a small amount of humans that he actually did like, and, a couple that he tolerated. It didn't mean he would be open to that of course.
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Living in nature with the wolves is still where he belonged. After that whole thing with Regina, his trust in humans was never going to be very strong anymore. Or at all again. He can like humans, just didn't have to trust them. Not that he trusted them much to begin with of course.
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That was the reason he spent most of his time in the Forest. Away from the world and from people. As long as Link was here then he would be happy. Graham just found himself doing his usual hunting in the woods.
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Graham was actually kind of glad that Emma and her family had reign of the Sheriff's station now, it meant he didn't have to go back, and, be the face of every person in the town. His life was out here as it had always been.
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He just found himself firing arrows at the trees in this place, not that he needed it for practice, one thing that hadn't changed was that his aim was on point. He had never missed, and, he wasn't about to start now.
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Graham however, did look up, when he heard Link growling at something coming towards both of them. He had his arrow ready in case it was needed, while he waited for whatever it was to reveal themselves.
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<b>322</b> words for <b>The Lorax</b><br>
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Graham struggled to sleep in the Forest right now, not because of the zombies or anything, but, just because there was a whole lot of stuff running through his head, and, that made things harder to have him shut them off.
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He would go and find Tiger Lily, but, it was late or was it early, and, he didn't want to wake her up. Graham decided to just wander the forest for a moment, and, get some of this frustration out of him. And, besides most of his thoughts were about Tiger Lily, and, that wouldn't make things any easier.
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Graham kept his bow and quiver over his shoulder as he tightened his jacket around himself, while walking around the Forest. Graham smiled as looked back, and, whistled for Link to follow him. One thing he knew was that, despite everything else, he wouldn't ever not want to have Link by his side.
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Once he was deep enough in the Forest, Graham dropped his quiver before he prepared one of the arrows in his bow before firing at the trees in front of him. Graham knew that he still didn't miss, growing up with the wolves, he had been taught the way of the wolves, and, now had a very good aim and shot no matter what it was.
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He didn't know how much time had passed, but, soon noticed the sun was coming up, Graham just shrugged, and, decided to take a couple more shots, before he went to go and duck into Granny's for some breakfast. Unaware that he would soon have some company in the Forest.
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The wolves <i2>are</i2>, <b>my</b>, <s>family</s>.
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Graham knew that since coming back to this town, things had been confusing to him, especially since he started to feel things stronger then he had after the Evil Queen took his heart, even before that, but, there was a possibility of it back then. He had no idea if after he died, his heart was actually in there now, but, there was more inside there, that much he could tell.
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Keeping those thoughts out of his head, Graham had made his way towards the Rabbit Hole, the one place where he could drink all of those thoughts out of his head, and, he was ok with doing that these days.
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Graham had downed a couple of drinks, and, had decided to play darts for a bit. His aim was still on point, even after drinking a few. Graham finished all of the arrows, each one hitting the bullseye, before he stepped away and made his way back to the counter, gesturing towards that woman Amanda Morgan behind the bar.
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Giving the woman a soft smile and a wink, Graham took the drink, and, held it in his hands for a few moments, before firing the last dart at the board, hitting the bullseye perfectly, and, sitting down at the counter.
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Graham had woken pretty early this day, or was it that he hadn't slept? Either way he was up, and, had decided to just give Link some exercise around the Forest. He knew that he had an actual home here, or had when he was still cursed, but, the Forest was his home, he felt a lot more at home here, and, he finally had the freedom back that he'd lost all those years ago. He was back with Link, and, now he was doing what he loved. Protecting them, and, innocent people that came around.<Br>
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He knew that there was still some left over meat from the animal he had killed last night, something he wasn't proud of, or that he had told anyone about. But, he fed some of it to Link, before cooking the rest of it himself. While there were most things he would do, eating raw meat was kind of hard for him, since it would make him sick, and, then there would be no-one to protect the wolves, and, these woods.<br>
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He adjusted his jacket around himself, as he placed his quiver of arrows and bow over his shoulder, before he stood up, and, began to walk away, whistling for Link to follow him as he walked through the Forest. Being that it was still dark, Graham didn't expect anyone to be up, but, he knew the woods well enough to know that someone always would be, even when it wasn't expected.<br>
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Graham turned back towards Link, and, smiled when he saw he was still there, but, soon he heard a whimper from Link which made him turn around quickly, and, move towards him. “It's ok boy. You're gonna be ok. I promise you.” Graham knew that it was late at night, but, he decided to go and try and find someone to help him.<Br>
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He didn't know how long he had been running, but, soon he found an old house, and, he walked up to the door, knocking on it, not overly rapidly, but, enough to get someone's attention. Or he hoped so anyway.
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