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Jaroslaw shrugged, he didn't really care of course. But it had been the only option to get rid of the kid. God knows the thing would shoot it's mouth off just as they crept up upon some prey and screw the whole thing up. But he didn't argue, more because he didn't want Io giving him any stick in public. Even though he had different opinions on things that her he still didn't voice them before his mate. Io was the dominant one of course. 'Of course he will. We would not let anything happen to him, would we?' Io questioned, it was directed towards Jaroslaw and was sweetened at the end and Jaro knew what that implied. Shut up and hunt.


'Boar? Should be easier enough. Used to hunting Wisent of course but boars... Smaller. Shouldn't be a problem...' Jaroslaw commented, slipping in the fact that he could hunt huge bison type creatures without hassle. Showing of bluntly. Io hissed a warning to him in his native language and he smirked to himself. But said nothing more. They followed him quickly, side by side talking between themselves.


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