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___ devils and demons
___ A stranger coyote was quick to come to her and she bowed her head politely, golden eyes gleaming over his figure. He did not strike her as particularly familiar, and so when he offered her his name a brow did lift. To her knowledge, that line had been mostly wolf. "Ahemait Lykoi." She responded, her muzzle indicating each figure as she spoke their names, "These are my pups, Merrick and Demitrii Lykoi, and Abaddon Nothing. Their father Stygian will be joining us in the coming weeks, when he has settled his issues at home. His sister Dhalia should have already arrived with her message for Gabriel, my brother." It was nearly evident that she expected no issues with rejoining her home. She had spent her time away, learned things, changed in subtle manners - become a mother, a mate, a matriarch.
Her eyes drifted across the terrain, almost seeming sad. "What started the fire?" She would never again drift lazily across those beloved sands, her toes sinking playfully into the currents. Sure, there was plenty of sand and water here...but she had been born there, she had grown up there - it would never be the same.
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