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Silvano heard the call, as he was out on patrol more often than he had thought he would have to be. Vigilante was preoocupied with his mate's illness and the Sadira did not fault him for his absences. It was acceptable and he let the man have his time with his woman, for she seemed to hardly be improving from what he had heard around. Not that he prodded much, for he was still wary of how everyone had reacted to his announcement. They did not seem to care for him too much, but all regarded him with a careful eye as though waiting for him to either fail or prove himself.
There was desperation in this call and Silvano hurried to the caller. Brows furrowed, the man found himself facing someone who smelled familiar but different. He eyed him, then cleared his throat to draw attention to himself, rigid backed and dominant. "What is it you need? I am the Constable, Silvano Sadira."
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