and when i sing, these lies come out
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Angel had rested almost constantly since his arrival. He had only ventured outside of the mansion to hunt in the gardens and some way past them. He'd been busy, of course, setting out the layout of his room. Putting everything in it's place. The few furs he owned we kicked into a corner as a bed and he'd made plans to get more things. He had plenty of time to do that though. So today his plan was to inspect the clan he now served. It was all new to him after all. But he had faith, in this new land and in his God, and so he ventured past the garden that day. He had no armed himself with his dagger, nor did he bring his books, he left the mansion empty handed.


Granted, navigating the landscape would have been better on horse back, but while he did know how to ride he'd never gotten attached to any of the steeds he rode and the last one had been left back in Argentina. Maybe he'd bother to get one sometime soon. He could easily trade for one himself but he needed, or rather wanted, to focus on figuring this place out and setting himself a place in the pack.


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