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Kieran watched in silence as his packmates spoke, watching their every action with curiousity. He saw the white female shrink back in response to both Lucifer and Fatin. There was something going on between them, but he couldn't be sure of what it was. Either way it was really none of his business, so he focused once more on the dark male in front of him. He listened intently as he gave a few instructions to the group, making a mental note of the names of the members he had just met.
He nodded in response, beginning to picture how the hunt may go in his head. "I'm fine with that," he muttered, taking a few steps away from the group. Kieran began to shift, his body soon forming the large, halfling shape. Whether or not their plans ended up changing, he felt it would be best to be in the large, muscled form. It was a sight guaranteed to spoke the elk, and the extra speed would help in keeping up with the prey and directing them to the ambush. A moment later the transformation was complete. He turned toward the hunting group, prepared to leave once directed.
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