where the river flows - p heath
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It was early, wasn’t it? Hadn’t the sun just come up, or was it close to midday? Heath was only waking up, and then fighting to deal with thoughts of his father. Then of course, he still couldn’t remember the males name. Lando? Heath looked at him, thinking the name and testing it against the wolf’s face. No. He thought about it for another moment. It was something else, but instead of asking he would rather go without knowing.

He tried not to care, forgetting and shrugging the misfortune off without another thought of it. Yeah, but there are somethings you can’t change so why worry about it? He shrugged, and even patted the other male on the shoulder with a hollow smile. Not as unfortunate as losing the last bit in that bottle. he laughed.

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