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         He wasn’t destined to be alone, though he didn’t quite mind. It wasn’t as though he were utterly antisocial. But such was to be expected when walking so close to territories that reeked of wolves. Crimson eyes drifted toward the earthen male as he approached, smiling vaguely as he spoke. “Why, hello hello,” he returned, removing the bone from between his teeth to speak.

         He paused where he stood, intending to offer the strange male his undivided attention, though his demeanor remained apathetic. In the dying light he saw pale, violet eyes peering out from the coppery face—pale, violet eyes that held his gaze inexplicably. They were lovely, and unlike anything that he’d ever seen before. The smile only slightly widened.

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