---- Abel was so overwhelmed with everything going on. Meeting two coyotes in row telling him he was this... this Segodi that he had no remembrance to. The names that Faolin had given him had been doing nothing but running through his head. He repeated them, thought of them, and even begin to make fake personalities and appearance and other various things to go with each name. Abel wondered if it even helped him at all to do this or if he was creating a false sense of knowledge to just please his so-called adopted daughter. He looked down at his feet, his hands cupping his knee caps as he sat there, a little uncomfortable. The land seemed to be something familiar to him, like he had seen it in a picture before, but there was something in the back of his mind reminding him: you have never been here before, Abel, ignore them. |
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