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Heath did feel a bit of guilt for the pain he might have caused the Dreaming pack. It was not something he was proud of and Heath would still hold a good amount of disdain for one that had done that to him. But the alcohol made his eyelids heavy and his mind at ease and Heath could hardly think of anything else that he owed this male. So he was content in the small offer, for that was all it really was, one more stallion in the stables would be nothing for the Marshal. Or perhaps that was just the liquor talking again.
The coy-wolf nodded his head, yes it did seem late and they both needed to return to their homes and mates. Heath shook the pale male's hand in a familiar gesture and gave a smile. Yeah, finally! He spoke with a laugh in his tone. It was a rarity to be able to mend such a tattered first impression, but Heath felt that they had be able to look past the small mishap and see that they were both fairly decent beasts. Golden eyes watched as the pair walked on, and as they melted into the distance he looked at the mare who had turned to him once more and gave her neck for him to hold as he stood.
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