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I used to have angels; they used to watch over me
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It was after midnight when the female finally entered the lands, slinking past the border and taking a familiar path through the woods. For the last few days she had been all over the place...she'd gone back to the old, burned territory for a day to lay the pups down to rest, and then seen Skoll in the Sugarwoods. A talk with him had inspired her to return to the packlands, if only to care for Apollo. She didn't have it in her to see the pack right now, not so soon after what had happened. It had been a real comfort to have Deuce there with her, a seasoned wolf who had experienced many births and miscarriages.
Now that her cramping had decreased, travelling was easier for her. She had returned the night before to come in and check on Apollo before leaving again, heading to her mother's area down near Halifax. She didnt' know if it was the pack in general that she didn't want to see or if it was Conri. How could she tell him about what had happened? It was all her fault that their children were dead.
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