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He knew. Of course he knew, but he just didn’t want to admit it. To say it in words was high treason – the one act that would obliterate the pack. Shadowed Sun wouldn’t last. "We’re dying," he said, almost distantly. Though it was Shadowed Sun’s lands stretched out ahead oh him, he knew it would be any longer. There weren’t enough members to populate the area – their hard work had failed only after a few months. He shook his head once more, letting the disbelief fall away.
He turned to Tayui, concerned with what they would actually do next. "Where will you go?" He asked, not wanting to bring about the grief in expressing Shadowed Sun’s state outright. Maybe he would stick around as a loner for awhile, drifting in their abandoned lands like a ghost. Perhaps he would even see Naniko and aid her in recovering from her attack. He just couldn’t be sure at the moment.
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