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[html]This was not his day, why was the cottage full of fucking people that he had not invited? His cottage, no one elses. The only acceptable person in there was Svara, and that was only because she had claimed a bedroom as her own the night when she had first arrived on the borders and it had ended with Haku throwing her into a random room and locking the door. They had started off with great first impressions of each other, yet Svara was the only one he would have wanted to see when he came in. He had heard voices when he had come close enough to the cabin, and confusion had turned into frustration and stress. He could not smell the scene because he had (for some reason only known to him) dug his nose into mud that had decided to dry too fast, and since he was in his lupus form, he had not been able to clean it out.

This is not a fucking hotel! He stormed into the house and was well on his way into the room when he realized exactly what was happening. He stopped, seemingly in mid air, and stared at the scene with a blank face that slowly filled up with something that could seem like confusion. What the fuck, not already? Some part of him had assumed she would stay pregnant forever. It had felt like a long time, but truth was it had only been a few months, and the litter had needed to move out into the proper world. Why in his fucking house? Did she not have a home of her own? He had barely seen the female at all the last month, and now all of a sudden she started a goddamn nursery. Fuck. Why did this has to happen to him.[/html]

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