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Savina would never forget what had transpired this winter, not for as long as she lived. She had failed her son and had put the lives of the rest of her family and pack at risk by allowing his murderer to seek sanctuary in their quiet home. She held no illusions that the wounds dealt to her the other day would be so easily erased as the ones she had suffered before. They would stand out starkly against her ebony pelt; a testament to her failure and to how far she would go to protect and avenge her family. The Marino matriarch had not given any thought to her own well being. She owed her son a debt that could not be repaid. Nothing could bring Denali back from the lands beyond death. She drew some comfort from knowing she had drawn some retribution from the bitch's hide, but it was not enough to calm her tumultuous conscience.


She could feel the anger radiate from her sibling like a wave of heat in the bitter cold. Her curse may have been her own, but the anger of any Marino was a fierce thing to behold and nothing brought it out more than when their family had been attacked. Savina did not worry about Ehno running out and doing anything foolhardy though, unlike herself. Once upon a time he might have, but time had tempered him and she knew he would remain here to protect them all. The ones she worried about were the young adult sons of their family. Would they run to search Nuki out to try and prove themselves? She prayed they would not, but right now she was sequestered to this room and could advise and stop no one.


He licked her and it provided some spiritual warmth, although it quickly faded. She wanted to deny his words, but she knew he spoke the truth. Her body shivered from trauma, both physical and emotional, and she could feel the need for sleep tugging on her consciousness. "I suppose I should try and sleep some..." The Consul winced as she tried to reach a more comfortable position. Her eyelids drooped as she looked back to her sibling again. "L'amo, il fratello," she whispered softly before her tear-stained eyes closed.

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