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He was aware of the intruding presence long before she opened her mouth to spew out words that he had no interest in hearing. An ear flickered at the surname, as if he should have recognized it, but truth was that there was a multitude of surnames amongst the wolves, and her name didn’t necessarily mean anything. Scarlet eyes turned to her, a younger child, though close to adulthood. It was difficult to detect her scent over that of freshly spilled blood, and so he rose from the half devoured carcass to turn to her, nostrils flaring to learn where her allegiance lay.
There was a new pack in ‘Souls now, but he was not familiar with its scent, so he found that he was no wiser. But that belief seemed to be faulty, for there was something he could relate to here. Itachi paid attention to detail, and what he found could have surprised him if he wasn’t more or less indifferent about the blood coursing through his body. Eclipse, he did not wish to know her. He turned from her; stained fangs reaching for the dead meat once again.
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