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The golden prince's howl was met with a deep bark that ended in a howl, the dog King's close proximity to the borders working in his favor. If he were not already there, Vigilante did not think he would have answered the call. If he had been home, or closer to it, he would not have thought of going to the borders. It tore him apart to leave the house; he could see it, smell it, feel it. Being home was just as painful as being away from home.
This pain was destroying the dog King, his massive body drawn down to the ground, his face aging in a matter of days. There was more grey around his muzzle now, the white spot spreading out to cover most of his muzzle now. He was breaking under the weight of Ayita's attack, so much so that he had not even gone out looking for vengeance. First, it had been out of concern, the refusal to leave her side in hopes of her swift recovery. Now, when the prospects looked so bleak, he could not bring himself to do it. He did not care about what happened to her attacker. He didn't care about anything anymore. Just her. He couldn't think of anything else.
Jade eyes looked to his son and the strange dog, but he hardly saw them, his mind's eye distracted. "Skoll?" he asked blandly, gruff tone quiet.
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