Searching for a Soul
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"It is a pretty nice place there." he thought about the pack, he didn't miss it too much, his mind focused on something different, too distracted to need to worry about something as trivial as missing friends. "Thank you, I was named after my grandfather."

Noticing her reaction to him mentioning his name and the description she gave, it couldn't be..are the chances really that much on his side? Was he really this close to that bastard of a wolf? "Yes, that sounds like him, he joined a pack huh? Do you know where he came from?" he pestered with the questions, wanting to know if it was truly the person he was looking for. If it was, he did not want this to slip through his grip. He let out a small growl, thinking about the dark wolf. He made a fist, his claws unsheathing, cutting into his palm slightly. He relaxed, a small amount of blood trickling down his fingers, he bent down to wash his hands. "Also, do you know why this guy was walking around without a pack?"


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