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OOC: sorry for the shortness ; ;

Shawchert flinched at her touch. He wasn’t use to such affection these days much less hers. He looked at her with a raised eyebrow but said nothing. His throat was scratchy from inhaling some of the ash dust but he was sure it would be fine in no time. He nodded at her pleased that she thought the same thing. At her request he stood and followed her up the stairs silently. When she finally spoke it was quiet; “No, just a sore throat.” And what little dignity he had left... The are harsh... these wolves, more so than my home pack.” He said, and he wasn’t sure he liked it all too much, but where else dod he have to go? He would have to learn the culture of New Dawn or find himself gone because he did something stupid.

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