Mardi Gras saved Toorie Slito had been sitting in the same chair for hours, zoned out staring into the huge orange ball that illuminated his land; his land had been deemed Toorie. Slito himself was a tall, slender Toorian; he had strikingly attractive features and a domineering presence. Slito had probing green eyes; the type of eyes that could see inside of one's soul to their inner most workings. This gave him a huge advantage …showed first 75 words of 2126 total…

…showed last 75 words of 2126 total…clearing them out, which is what he probably would have had to do. As Slito was about to take off, he glazed down in the younger creatures eyes and saw how pleased the creature was to help Slito. Although he wasn't too sure what the beads were for, the creature was happy to do something, anything, right. Even though the creature had no idea what he did, Slito couldn't be more grateful for saving Toorie.