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Short, but bleh
I'll be waiting here to meet you
At the borders once again. She told herself she was just doing her job, but the scent of Melisande could not be ignored. She had decided to shill out and stop caring, but of course it did not help as her heart could not follow her mind. It beat as it always did, no matter what instructions she tried to give it. With so much death and despair in these lands, the mere fact that all of Colibri's first litter still lived was a thing to be merry about alone. Her oldest had left to never be seen again, but part of her still lived through her three remaining children. Even though they may carried hatred within their hearts, they could not deny their own blood, and that should be more than enough. They were still hers by bloodline and family ties. However, they could restrict her when it came to further generations, but she understood. Why have a relative around that only disappeared when it suited her?
So instead of calling out for Melisande, Colibri called out for a pack leader. She did not want to try invading her children's lives again.
Dying to meet you
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