the price of aggression is cheap
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i heard they say the boy's missing


     A sickness; how fun, Hybrid thought to himself, an amused smile gracing his lips for a moment. Once the younger coyote/wolf thing began to speak, Hybrid heard the implications of Anselm's later words, realized what they had said. A sickness, a disease to infect and spread. How... quaint. The boy's questioning prompted him to mull over Anselm's words for a moment, then coming to realize that if there was some sort of sickness hanging around another pack or clan, it would be best not to go near it. It wasn't like Hybrid strayed too far from Inferni's borders anyways-- there always seemed to be some need for him to stay close enough to ensure no wolves wandered in.

     After the boy spoke, Hybrid noticed a flicker of movement, then noticing the absence of a member. There had been someone sitting a short distance away from him a few moments ago, but he had not noticed their arrival to begin with, so their departure was irrelevant. He turned a lazy eye to Gabriel as he explained what a seizure was, intrigued and bored at the same time. He had seen someone suffer from a seizure before, and he recalled the situation with ease, for it had been quite humorous. He smirked, thinking of this, wondering if he might get to see something like it again. Perhaps, if he was lucky, he might.

     He glanced over at Anselm, tilting his head slightly as he saw the other male leave. He felt himself shrug mentally, and glanced over to where Gabriel was. With that, he took his leave, heading back to the borders to hunt for wolves.

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