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The last thing that his mother needed to do was fret over Alder, though she did so all the time. He had survived without the Dreamers for this long, and he had gained his own co-rank and lived alone. The masked male could manage, Oak didn’t truly understand what she got upset over and didn’t wish to believe that it was simply because she missed him. Alder was the last to make any trouble for the Court’s King and all the Queens they had or what not. Oh maybe he’s settled down since moving there. Oak spoke with a small wink at the female.
She had lain on the ground and Oak wondered why. With a passing glance he spoke his curiosity. Did you wish to see Crimson Dreams? Oak turned, his tall swishing lightly with a mild excitement. She had came this close, was it for no reason? Or just to take a rest? It was not a custom to just let any beast that wandered by into the lands. But Oak could be a decent escort and she didn’t look like she could cause too much trouble.
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