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Liliana seemed eager to depart and Claudius hoped it had not been his fault. He hadn’t considered Liliana’s feelings at first and hoped he could make it up to her later. But right now he really did have to talk to Ocèane and tell her about everything that happened. He certainly had a lot to tell her and had a few questions of his own to ask about where she had been all this time. Claudius glanced back to Liliana as she began to depart.
“M-m-maybe I c-could–” he began, but stopped talking once he realized she was beginning to walk away. He watched her leave with an unhappy sigh and felt his ears droop slightly at her departure. He hoped he hadn’t been to mean to her; he had never really been mean to anyone before so he wasn’t sure if what he was doing right now would count. Could it? Maybe he would as Ocèane later.
She suggested they continue on and Claudius nodded sadly. He felt bad because of what of his actions and because of what he would have to tell his sister. He jumped slightly when Oce clicked her tongue and turned around to see her horse following them. He took a few quick steps to distance himself from the horse, not wanting to get trampled if it suddenly decided to run. Even though Ocèane said it was a gentle horse, Claudius still didn’t trust it.
“W-well,” he began, glancing back at the horse nervously. He shook his head and continued to lead Ocèane deeper into AniWaya tribelands toward his den. “I have some things to t-tell y-y-y-ou. I t-tthink Momm… Mom would have w-w-wanted to t-tell you, but s-she’s not in AniWaya a-anymore. She went to a pack in the m-mountain c-called A… Anathema.” He took a deep breath and tried to calm his nerves. He had already almost called Tayui Momma, which was too unbecoming for a two year-old wolf like himself. He coughed, embarrassed at himself, but continued. “S-she left a few w-weeks ago. It was b-because of something that happened a few m-m-monthes a-a-go.” His stutter was getting worse and he could feel his left index finger beginning to twitch. He brought his left hand up to his chest and clamped down on it with his right hand, effectively encasing it. “It’s N-n-noir, Ocèane. Noir… died.” He snuck a quick glance at his sister, but didn’t want to look too long in case she noticed him starting to cry.