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It was pretty tiring getting up after spending the night at the pool. The stone floor was cold, if beautiful, and he hadn't slept. Stretching Hadley moved his body, aching in protest as he left the cavern behind and headed back to the fort. His steps were still even, shaking off the effects quickly enough. His body complained, but he didn't have time to listen to it. Training allowed him to put it off, tail swaying as he walked through the rooms. Now he would be able to help his pack.
Entering the war room Hadley stopped, standing still as he looked over to the sol. He was an impressive figure, tall and serious. Hadley felt inadequate standing before him. He had asked to be a healer in the brotherhood at least, something more fitting for his nature. He managed a smile as he stood, waiting to be asked to speak the oath that he'd memorized the day before. He'd taken his time doing so, but he would be able to speak it now. Hopefully without hesitation.
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