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Mido raced across the forest floor dodging and dashing through the tree’s as he imagined them his opponents. Pulling a knife out of the holster tied to his right leg, he hurled it into the trunk of a thin oak a dozen yards away from him. The Eligos quickly about faced, taking his katana from his waist he used the turning momentum combined with an overly forceful swing to make a gaping slice into a dense birch tree adjacent to him. The seemingly crazed luperci kept up this devastating pace of running and slicing until he could no longer.
A lot had weighed on his mind due to the disappearance of the former Angela and Angelo. Naniko and Alaki were gone, leaving Aeron the third leader in charge. Were we too weak for them? Did they not like us? He couldn’t imagine the way Aeron must have felt, all the responsibility of taking care of Anathema primarily on her shoulders. He’d come to know a bit about her over time. She wasn’t weak by any means; she seemed determined enough and strong of heart and will. If anyone could do it, the Ganesa woman could. It’s not just the leaders that make a pack; it’s the whole unit, including the canines that follow in line beneath them. Who… needs… em… anyway? He spoke between breaths. In a final fit of rage he slashed at a tree with his claws. Not us! Even better than venting on others, better than bottling it up or killing someone, he had taken his frustration out on the wooded area around him, destruction nearly everywhere he could see. He felt good, really good.
He needed a little bit of time outside of the pack lands to collect his thoughts and figure out what next to do with himself. There would be work to do around Anathema, since Alaki was gone Aeron would have to fix the crow system to get back up and running smoothly. The mutt was certain that maybe not all but some would question Aeron or not find her fit to lead. He wondered if members would stick it out with her, or if they’d turn tail and leave. Mido wasn’t going anywhere, that group of misfits was family, and right there was where he belonged, even with a new leader. She would prove her worth to them in time to come.
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