From 959a60e0df6e8c56ac860d2980253c9b80ac52aa Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001 From: Madison Scott-Clary Date: Tue, 13 Sep 2022 18:10:06 -0700 Subject: [PATCH] update from sparkleup --- writing/post-self/mitzvot/006.md | 4 ++-- 1 file changed, 2 insertions(+), 2 deletions(-) diff --git a/writing/post-self/mitzvot/006.md b/writing/post-self/mitzvot/006.md index e1b30e65..ade528fc 100644 --- a/writing/post-self/mitzvot/006.md +++ b/writing/post-self/mitzvot/006.md @@ -34,7 +34,7 @@ She brought her paws up to cover her muzzle, eyes wide. "I am okay," he said, smiling disarmingly. "But I asked Debarre to return to help me rebuild." -"He didn't wanna fork to fix his leg," the weasel said, rolling his eyes. +"He didn't want to fork to fix his leg," the weasel said, rolling his eyes. "I do not fork often, you know that." @@ -48,7 +48,7 @@ Debarre nodded. She sighed, smiling weakly at End Waking. "I am glad you are okay, skunk. I would be lost without you. -"The trees do not know how to kill me, My Then My Name," End Waking said, frowning. "There is no virus within them. Debarre was right to get me to fork to fix, I will admit, but I would have done so anyway had it landed more fully on me." +"The trees do not know how to kill me, May Then My Name," End Waking said, frowning. "There is no virus within them. Debarre was right to get me to fork to fix, I will admit, but I would have done so anyway had it landed more fully on me." When all that greeted this was silence, he sighed and let his shoulders slump. "I am sorry. I have set up the new camp in a location with sturdier trees. I will endeavor to remain cautious."