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Paying no courtesy to the graves, the dark wolf continued to push or stomp them whenever one happened to be in his way, or close enough for him to do so. It was an absent activity; he was not really paying any attention to what he was doing, and just did it, for no honest purpose. For, when it came down to it, what constructive purpose did destruction have? It was contradicting, an oxymoron. But he did not care about that — and such was obvious.


Another wolf caught his attention, but only because he spoke; had he not, Merit likely would have not noticed his presence, with all the noise he was making. He paused, mid-stomp, to focus his violet gaze upon the other. Then his paw came down on the crumbled rock, as intended. What do you want? he snapped, pivoting so he had a better view of the other. But it wasn't just one other male, no; another made his being known, although it was likely unintentional. He spoke a hesitant greeting after he stood next to the pale wolf. Merit's lip curled in distaste, and he did not offer any such greeting of his own. He had not wanted company, and the fact that not only one wolf, but two had crossed his path was highly irritating.

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