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Dancing with aniticipation, Nala could hardly wait for Kaena to give her call. The idea of a war was still a bit more than he could handle, so he did not exactly know what they were going to do now, but he knew that he was going to be helping Inferni now. That was what he told Anselm that he would do, and now it was time once again to make good on his promise. The young coyote only wished that his most favorite leader ever could be here, too, but he did not think that Anselm was going to be there. It was Kaena that was going to be there, even though she was a little scary for him. Her numerous scars and her missing eye unnerved him quite a bit, but he tried not to do or say anything that would show that. Besides, the pictures that Anselm had on his fur had made Nala nervous at first, too, but now they didn't. Maybe Kaena's scars wouldn't, either.
His body taught, Nala shot off like a blast of fire when the Centurion's call sounded. Staying still had certainly not been working out in his favor, as he simply had too much adrenaline coursing through his body. This would be so much more than his little battles with Myrtle and Fae. There was more riding on this fight than those ones, because this was a real fight that was going to happen. Inferni was going to beat Dahlia de Mai in this war! As he arrived to join the other members of Inferni, he still could not contain his excitement as he pranced in place, a stupid smile on his face. As far as he could tell, he did not know anyone here, on either clan or pack side. He hoped that Minos wouldn't respond to the Dahlian woman's call. . . He didn't want to have to fight his secret friend!