we got the dreamer's disease
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Beppe merely nodded at his mother's statement. The leg would get better. He knew it. Time heals all wounds, stuff like that. It also opens new ones.

"Davvero?" he asked, softly, looking towards her. He couldn't remember much of his father, and in his mind the male was a giant black shadow that only had a defined face from certain angles. Now that he was back, the boy would be able to fill in the blanks. He felt nervous, though, and his stomach swirled as if he was walking a tightrope strung between two mountain peaks. He had not seen his father since he was so little; what expectations would the older wolf have of him?

Eyes falling across the lightening sky, he added, "Dov'e`?" Was he back with the pack right now, was everyone meeting him before he did? It was almost a feeling of alienation that was lingering in Beppe's veins. He knew he would not get all of his mother's attention anymore, and though he resented himself for it, he felt a little rejected.


Yrrr I can't remember how to do the hoverything and I don't have time but he says...
1. Really?
2. Where is he?


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