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Blind followed close behind Soran as she led the young wolf toward her new home. The rain was falling in steady streams now, dampening the fur of the two wolves. Blind's heart beat quickly in her chest, though this time due to excitement rather than fear; she was past the border and on Crimson Dreams' land now, and closer than she had been in a long time to a family. I wonder what the others will say, the young wolf thought. Would they welcome her with open arms as the other two females had? Or would Blind be an unwelcome addition crowding out the other's territory?
A rumble of thunder in the distance tore Blind from her thoughts. She sped up, falling in step with Soran, and tried to strike up a conversation in order to distract herself: So, does it hurt, she asked, you know, becoming a Luperci?
She wasn't quite sure why she chose this question to ask when there were so many less frightening subjects to discuss. But she was curious, and she wanted to know the cons of this transformation in addition to the pros. There was so much she didn't know still, and she could feel the moment when her decision would be final quickly approaching.
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