with a mouth full of bones

[Laurel Booth]

Ooo! It does, actually. *also too lazy for a table*

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“If you could call it that, yeah,” Laurel said with a laugh. They hadn't been around all that long and already people heard about it. Not that it ever took any new group long to make waves, especially one as strange as they were. Well, maybe strange was better to define himself and Nikita as opposed to the others. They were pretty normal, he thought. They had ties back to the land where she and he didn't. “We're really more of a gypsy band than a pack. No ranks, open borders, stuff like that.” In a sense, they took anything that came along and treated it like an equal. Both a blessing and yet a curse, though he had yet to learn in what ways first hand.

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