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Her troubled mind would not rest. She thought of Iskata, of Asphyxia, of Lubomir, and of her children, her babies. She hadn't visited their grave yet. Colibri had buried them at the graveyard at the edge of the packlands, but she could not gather strength to go there. Physically she was quite fine now, able to travel here and there, but mentally she was weak. Weak regarding that matter anyways. So many things had happened while she had been occupied with wallowing around in self pity, and though she was not quite done with the self pity thing, she needed to pick up and engage herself. First, she wanted to speak to her brother. His return had been a tremendous lift for her, but now the joy was tainted. She was worried, and she was.. not angry. Not upset either perhaps. But she was curious, and she needed to know why he had done what he did. He had never behaved like the reckless kind, but after what her aunt had told her, maybe she did not know him at all. Maybe there would be a stranger greeting her, maybe there would be a bloodthirsty monster. Lifting the white muzzle to the sky, she called out for her chocolate colored sibling, and she knew that he would come. He was Haku, and she loved him dearly. Surely he knew that. Surely he did not want to disappoint her.
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