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The Spaniard nodded as his pack members spoke. Dawali was right, now was not the time to start acting irrationally. J'adore stepped forward, his head low, more out of awkwardness than anything else, until he stood in line with the others. 'He is right' he started, gesturing to the once great chief, 'If we all wish to see this through in the most efficient and the least painful way, we need to abide by these rules',whether we agree or not... 'I'm sure everything will become clearer over time'. The golden male frowned, more to himself than anything else, it almost sounded as if he was supporting the demotions. He was not, only keeping low and letting the situation sort itself out. After all there was nothing he himself could do to help, aside from what Dawali had proposed, and if the tribesmembers cared for him truthfull, they would follow his, and Maska's, requests.
He hoped he had not been speaking out of term, but he didn't want to see his friends end up exiled or worse. Although he was not a Great Tribe AniWayan, he was Nova Scotia AniWayan and that had given him some insight into the ways of the larger cult, even though it seemed that this newer grouping had been labled corrupt for some time now.
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