Zafier was dead. It had been a shock to Kable. He had never really loved, or even liked the male but he was still blood. He hadn't cried in front of everybody. He was a man and he wouldn't let his weaknesses show. Kable cried when he was alone though. Stress took the blame for most of it, but he was still pretty depressed over his uncle's demise. The new pups wouldn't meet him as more mobile indiviuals, instead the would here stories. Great, legendary, tales. Even Kable would lie through his teeth and skip the bitter parts of Zafier.
He had left home that morning, tailed by 'Mara. Some mix of upset and angry. They exchanged few words before they more onwards. Neither had a fixed destionation in mind, but as they moved along they soon found themselves at the racetrack. Kable had taken to stalling Archer here as he moved into a house in Lunenburg. All his own. Granted it still wasn't far from home.
He moved through to the track. 'I'm sick of this war...' Kable said, leaning on wall. The silver boy closed his eyes as silence fell over the pair. Soft squeaks played in the background, but Kable wasn't listening at first. When he did hear he stood up straight. 'Mara! Did you hear that?
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