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His small form lost intention as the sentence rolled out into young, blonde ears. Mother? Since when did Itachi’s mother know anything about his whereabouts? Still, the young boy stopped and turned his frame to the adult. Scarlet embraced by purple watched the stranger warily, but it seemed that the other male meant that he knew who Itachi was. Nostrils flared as he attempted to draw in scents that mattered. All he knew was ash and salt from Inferni, and while this man before him smelled much like it, he couldn’t determine that he belonged to the clan.
”Do you know my mother?” the blonde boy asked, wondering about the strange accent of the adult. With such a strange way of talking, the child decided that the adult most likely was not a part of the coyote clan.
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