The glorious art of staining souls
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The soft howl stirred the female from her nap. She lifted her head, blinking groggily. She swung her feet over the edge of the bed, which was still softly scented with Haku's musk. How long had it been since haku ad been here? Too long. And yet, he'd refused to be a part of thepups lives. it was okay. She could do it herself. She'd done it before, when Thanos had run away. She'd do it again.

The call had come from the borders. Deuce shook herself, then grabbed her shawl, leaving the cabin. It was dark. She frowned, wondering who would have called for her at this late hour. She neared theborders, a scent tickling her memories. Was it really who she thought it might be? She quickened the pace, moving forward. And there stood the dark lady in all her glory. Deuce's heart lurched in her chest. It had been so long. And yet, here she was, once more.

"Soran?" She appreoached as if in a dream. She hadn't seen the dark angel in so long, it seemed. A smile creased her face and she embraced the darker woman happily.


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