Sorry for the wait, won't be as slow this time!
Though it had quicly become common knowledge to the members of the pack of Dreamers that Denali had been murdered by a woman who had later joined their ranks, only to attack more of their members, this was something Artemis did not accept. She could not accept it. It was not as simple as denial, but it went deeper even, and she truly did not believe that he was dead. It was not a matter of it being easier to believe he was alive somewhere; she truly believed it.
The thick fur on the back of her neck bristled at the tone he used when speaking to her then. It was patronizing, condescending. No. The way he said it made her so angry that she almost did not listen to the sentence that followed, but the contents of it were clear. Cypress, too, believed that Denali had been murdered. The boy before her believed that her brother and best friend was dead. "No," the Italian girl sneered. "He isn't dead! You're just as stupid as everyone else if you believe he is!" Her hands balled into fists on the ground on either side of her.
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