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Gabriel de le Poer · 04-11-2010, 11:41 PM

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With all of her goodbyes and things in order, Rikka had come and collected her brother. The two left Inferni early in the morning. After Jefferson’s reassurance, the Aquila did not fear passing close to Phoenix Valley. He made certain to give them a wide girth, out of respect more then anything else, and furthermore used that time to identify the pack to Rikka. She had not gone far from Inferni since her attack, and her brother intended to let her know as much as possible. Pack names and leaders, things that she would need to know in order to ensure her safety.

They intentionally cut through the city, staying as far from Dahlia as possible. Luckily, the ocean air kept those flowered scents away. Halifax was not a place that Gabriel enjoyed lingering in, and he did his best to navigate them through it. Occasionally they would come near an unfamiliar wolf, but between his size and often aggressive stance, these strangers fled without conflict or even approach. Even though he was not entirely worried about their travel, Gabriel wanted to ensure as long as she was under his guard, Rikka would come to no further harm.

Not long after leaving the city behind, and late in the afternoon, they were nearing the borders of the pack. Having only crossed near them once before, Gabriel did not recognize the scents outside those he identified with horses. Still in his lupus form, the burly coy-wolf spared a glance to his pale sister. “You ready for this?” He asked, face still with seriousness. If she had needed more time, or wanted to turn back, he would do so in an instant. This he doubted; ever since they had made it past Dahlia it was like Rikka was slowly shaking away a heavy shadow.

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