these demon days
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Asariel trilled a small laugh; Ty and Jefferson were indeed fun to watch. Jeff had indeed always did strike her as the gruff, unhappy one. And Ty...well, Ty was just Ty. She had no current word to describe the ball of energy; he just was. She really did have to agree...if Jefferson didn't keep his eye on the members of his pack, he would be a pretty fucking terrible leader if he didn't. She looked up to Jefferson, though she hardly knew him. Was it perhaps because he was Phoenix Valley's leader? Oh, probably. What other reason was there, after all?


When the male suggested they go find the cabin because the rain was killing his arm, Asariel couldn't help but be amused (even though she tried terribly hard not to show this), but she said nothing. For now, she would just remain silent and observe instead of throw herself into the conversation as per normal. She waited for Ty or Jefferson to be the first to move to signal that they were leaving for the cabin; now she would be a follower and just simply bide her time.


She really did hate waiting.


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