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WELL GUESS WHAT BITCH i love you regardless Big Grin (353)


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The end of the war had been unexpected for Kaena, and un-fulfilling as it had been relieving. While it was good to know they no longer had to worry about all of Dahlia bursting over their borders any day, the demon remained, and she had not yet had her vengeance on him. She smiled half-heartedly at the tawny-furred woman's sentiment. “Of course. The slowness is only a day of sun between storms,” she said, shrugging her scarred shoulder. Inferi was trouble; their very existence troubled some wolves, and for every ten wolves that were content with coyote neighbors, there was at least one who grew ill at the very thought of it, and for every twenty of those contented wolves, there was at least one who would have seen Inferni burn. Such ratios were better and worse in some places—the silver-shaded hybrid thought it had gotten much better since their move to these lands, and she had been proven wrong. “And when Dahlia falls, something else will take its place,” she added, taking for granted that the clan would outlast the Dahlian pack. Inferni had outlasted everything else she could remember—why would Dahlia be any different? The hybrid didn't particularly like hearing that Corona kept her distance; she frowned at this, though it was not as severe an expression as she could make. “There are a lot of empty caves. Some you'd have no neighbors, even. But you'd be closer,” she offered, before answering the blue-eyed woman's question. “Ah... Fatin came back. I think she is already gone. Other than that, the same as always,” the hybrid said, rolling her shoulder in a shrug. The scarred woman had forced herself into apathy, and she had been correct in assuming the russet woman would fade away once more. This did not cut as deeply as it could have; the first abandonment had been worse—the fall was when Kaena could have truly used the support and companionship of the cinnamon-furred wolf. It was long past them, however, and the silver-hued woman could not expose herself to hurt in such a way again.

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