Warboss Gorstabba was fed up, the rivalry between Da Blood Skullz and Da Bone Krunchaz was getting to be a problem.
The Wolf Boyz were supposed to be outriders, scouting out positions and leading the enemy away until the Boyz were ready to smash them, instead what happened was that they squabbled over scavenged loot and led each other away from their assigned tasks. He needed the little gits to remain focused. He was almost ready to spring his attack on the Humies but not quite and it was hard to hide an Orc Army that's itching for a scrap.
He looked down at Choppa and Drogo, Big Bosses for each mob.
"What's up nah?" the infuriated Orc bellowed.
"Dat dungeta an iz ladz ave fed stink cap mushiez to our Dags!" Drogo whined"now dey got da trots an iz guffin an crappin everywhere"
Choppa fell on the floor in fits of giggles.
As funny as it was it meant Da Bone Krunchaz were useless for the next day at least as the wolves couldn't sneak anywhere.
The old Orc sighed, Gork give him strength, these two idiots would be the death of him................
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