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[/html]Wraith had been on her way to the mansion when she heard the sound of a coyote yip. It filled the air quickly and then died down just as abruptly. Wraith quickened her pace, intent on being one of the first to arrive so that she could see Ezekiel. Since they had last talked, he had promoted her to Praeses and she very much wanted to make a good impression. She wondered if it was Vesper who had put in a good word for her after they'd gone hunting, and even though she knew it was useless to speculate, she was still curious to know their reasons for promoting her. Even though she knew she shouldn't be complaining, she still thought she had so much more to learn (though, she was sure Vesper would say the same).

She dodged through a rustic gate with a distinctly profluent and single movement. She arrived, not the first, but the second to the gathering. She heard a coyote, a very pregnant-looking lady, say something to Zeke. Her ears perked up to catch the sounds, but all the lady said was Ezekiel's name.

Wraith trotted up towards the Aquila, nodding her head once in respect, and then picked a place to sit. She plopped her butt down on the grass as inelegantly as possible, all the while wondering why Ezekiel had called the meeting. Even though on the way over, her mind had been full of thoughts of scouting and her promotion, she was now curious as to the purpose of this gathering. [html]
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