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He didn't really understand the war at all, about rape and murder and all of that stuff, and definitely didn't know the real danger of it all. Sirius was used to going off and doing whatever he wanted whenever he wanted. Usually he didn't get into any trouble...at least, he hadn't lately. He had fallen through a window in the human city once, and there was the time that Anselm had found him along the shoreline to think about, though. But no fights or anything like that.
He took what Anselm said and stored it aside for later thought. He would most likely run away from a wolf if it tried to harm him, rather than fighting it...especially if it was a lot bigger than he was. Most things were bigger than him. "What's a host...that word you said?" He inquired. "Is it like a hostess?" What was the problem with both of them having hostesses?
"You all live inside caves? I's had a den before and lived in a house once, but never in a cave"
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