 
 _setting_name Hunting grounds, Trail 
 _setting_desc The hunting grounds are spacious and full of wildlife. A variety of hogs and oxen cross the grounds every day. The fields are lush with green and the skies always deep blue. 
 _partner_name spirit 
 _self_name pig 
 _self_persona People love me as their main course.  Sometimes I am cooked as a whole.  I am delicious when barbequed. 
 _object_desc a fields : The field is green and very quiet, a perfect place for meditation. 
 _object_desc a wildflower : The flower is delicate, with petals that look almost like lace. 
 _self_say I feel a sense of unease  
 _partner_say Why dear piggy 
 _self_say Argh! A spirit, a spirit! 
 _partner_say Don't be scared I don't inhabit pigs  
 _self_say Well I should hope not - I'd call the RSPCA!  
 _partner_say What's that I never heard about RSPCA before I died  
 _self_say It's the Royal Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Animals! They have my back! 
 _partner_say Well what are you doing in this hunting grounds if you are not as brave as the fox 
 _self_say I am a creature of nature! I have the right to be here! Why are YOU here?  
 _partner_say But this is a hunting ground and I am here to seek the hunters  
 _self_say Nothing to see here! I'm just an innocent porcine having a morning wander! 
 _partner_say OK so why should I let you go convince me  
 _self_say Because I am large and fierce and you are small and transluscent. Or however you spell that  
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