i tasted blood
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S'all good. :3


He would not consider himself a leader by anyone's definition. There was nothing to lead, really. Everyone kept to themselves and took care of themselves; all he really did was maintain a line at the borders so they kept out of other people's lands. The ranks he kept in his head were more based off their length of stay than any personal knowledge of his members and he knew that none of them knew anything important about him because if they did, they shouldn't stand to keep him where he was. But the hybrid shrugged his scarred shoulders at the femme. Laruku Tears, he offered half-heartedly, Close enough, was his answer to her question of leadership. He had inherited the curse and the madness, that was all. The pack was just a secondary thing.



If you're looking for a place to stay, fine, he continued, Just play nice and don't set anything on fire and I'm sure we'll be okay. Perhaps it was a humorous suggestion, but he said it all with the same straight and stony face. It didn't matter what else she had to offer, if anything at all. It didn't even matter if she had come from a horrible story in which she had been an evil antagonist -- as long as none of it followed her (or if he never found out), then it just didn't matter. What's your name?



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