Viral is the truth [DND]
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Eris is by Alaine!

The dark hybrid was not used to being disobeyed, and while a momentary scowl crossed her face, she calmed quickly, having perfect comprehension of the cloud-colored wolf's reasoning. She would not have given up one of her children for the world over, and even being able to visit -- well, it was not the same. The dark-furred woman could visit Shibboleth's gravesite, but the sable-hued coyotecould never see her pale, sickly daughter again. She shrugged her shoulders at her clanmate, feigning indifference toward his protests. Fine, was all she said, for a moment seemingly indifferent to whatever Bastion's decision or reasoning was. She could play the cold and aloof leader when displeased, just as Sirius could. It was not a tactic Eris often employed, but she wore a great many masks for her beloved Salsola, and this was but one of them.

In truth, she ached to uproot the puppy then and there and run off with him, to hoard him in her arms. Artemisia and Ataxia and Harrow -- she loved them, yes, she loved them dearly, but they would grow and become adults. They would see her in a different light, sooner or later, just as Salvia had, just as Pandemic had. Perhaps they would even leave her entirely as Wretch had. Maybe she could do it right with this child -- maybe she had a chance at redemption. This greed was stifled by the sable hybrid, who could only agree to her Bastion's terms. She enjoyed indulging him, and still -- practically speaking, it was easier for Bastion to bring the child to her rather than take care of a young child all the time. Why had she even wanted the responsibility in the first place?

You and Janos, the coyote began, looking up from the suckling child. Her chartreuse eyes were wide with greed for the child, but she would hand him back when he was sated. She could not steal from another of Salsola, no matter how badly she wanted what they had. You are a family -- do you wish to become mates, then? Would you stand before Salsola and proclaim your bond to one another? Her question was light, almost airy, but there was an underlying seriousness to it, one that was very much implied in the wording of the question and the dark hybrid's sudden interest in Bastion rather than the pup nuzzled to her chest.

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