He had been stalking the borders as of lately, staying out late and sometimes even travelling further outside of them. He was determined to keep those.... Those, wolves away from Inferni. His tailed flicked behind him in anger even at the thought of it. He'd never outright hated wolves, but now he did. After these hate related crimes he'd grown to harbour a very heavy dislike of them. And what's worse was they believed what he believed. But their faith was blind. They justified their hatred through faith. And fought with 'God' as their aid. But what happens when two armies fight with God as their aid? Perhaps their God was false, Angel thought so, especially as they fought with hatred.
He found Zana, his sky blue eyes absently searching for any signs of life, attackers in particular. His heart skipped a beat as he almost mistook her for an attacker, but smiled afterwards. Half at his own mistake and half out of relief. 'Zana...' he said, moving over towards her, 'How are you?' Even as he paced over towards her his blue eyes flicked around just in case. 'Have you heard anything else?' he asked casually, wanting to make sure if anything happened. Or course he'd ask Sepirah too to make sure she hadn't heard anything either.
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