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Ears flattened as Tynan’s words reached them. Perhaps things like these did not happen here because most of the packs were connected on so many levels. Conor’s kind existed within all of the packs here, and even if he did not yet know this, even Inferni held a close relative. His mother still lived in Cour des Miracles. Aunt, uncle and cousins lived in Crimson Dreams. Another uncle was the leader of Phoenix Valley. The sub-leader of Aniwaya was an aunt. They were all connected in one way or another, which was why it had been so horrible to see Haku create the second war and turn on hostile behaviour towards all.
”I’m sorry to hear,” the golden leader spoke quietly. ”Dahlia has family ties with all the packs nearby, so perhaps being kin protects us from things like that,” he suggested, shrugging lightly. He did not know much about the rest of the world, but the packs here considered themselves more advanced and freethinking than the wolves of the past. Optime forms were used more and more often compared to the classic, four legged wolf form. They were developing. Conor’s thoughts were interrupted by Tynan’s voice, and he nodded when he recognized the knowledge that was being spoken out loud. ”True, true,” the golden yearling muttered with a touch of sadness in his voice. The past was unchangeable.
The last question was a tough one. Conor’s smile bloomed again on his young face as he thought about it. Every member of the pack had their favourite spot. The alpha’s personal favourite was a protected spot by Terra Lupin, where the flowers bloomed until late autumn. ”It depends on what you prefer. The cities offer human houses where most of them have beds still standing. If you prefer nature then there are attractive spots everywhere.” it was hard to give an exact location, really. ”If you continue to walk northwest from here, there’s lush fields and scattered trees. It’s wonderful to rest under the shadow of a tree while listening to the breeze rippling through the tall grass.” the male’s voice turned slightly dreamy as he imagined the tranquil scene.