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He was called great it almost made him feel better that this creature was speaking in verse. He was going to have to deal with it for now maybe if he was either dead or healed a little he’d be more coherent. For now he’d just wait. When the dog showed his concern for his mother Enkiel frowned. He doubted that the dog could make it back to where he came from, much less a hundred feet from where they were standing now. Enkiel moved closer, sighing a little.
She’s gone, you need to let her go, live on, or try to, you may be bleeding a little too much if you keep trying to walk like that.
He sighed once more, was he really thinking of helping this creature? What would he gain out of it. He knelt down a little, finding this dog was probably only a little smaller than he would be in his own coyote form. He didn’t try to touch the dog though, he was apprehensive, blood was a beautiful thing, and he might just call Set to deal with this if he got closer, an d not because he wanted to… because it’d just happen that way.
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