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The savage in man is never
quite eradicated

Can we actually date this for the 11th? It makes things easier for me XD

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It had been Ibsen who had first seen her, riding from the north. The raven had learned much about the canines of Inferni, and recognized most of them easily. Horses helped with this; larger than their masters, they showed from the sky much easier. He had circled twice and turned back, seeking out the golden coyote.

Because of this, Ezekiel had arrived not long after Sage. He was on two legs and did not have his own horse with him. Stiffness clung to his body, though not all of it was from training. It was obvious that Sage had not simply gone off on some emissary mission. Myrika had well-informed him how she had behaved while in Ichika, and her reaction to the death of Chapel was something else he found disturbing. How could she claim to be a part of this clan and not be able to face bloodshed?

The girl was with her horse, and Ezekiel approached her boldly. His face was a sharp mask, though it was clear he was not at all pleased to see her. She reeked of Ichika. “Where have you been?” He said coldly, though it was obvious he knew—guilt clung to her body like the scent of her father’s pack.

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