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indent “I don’t know,” he said in response to both questions. They were an odd formation, the two leaders—one matriarch, the other general. And yet, Gabriel respected this woman more then any other dog he had known. She alone held his trust, for they were bound by action, bound in blood. If the Great Mother and Kaena had ever truly become one, he would have welcomed her. “I don’t think so,” he added, frowning slightly. “I gave them a warning, regardless. If he comes here I will kill him.”





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