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Aeron wasn't the type to fret over herself and she wasn't the type to worry, not like Sky was. The wolfdog knelt down infront of her mate, sighing in defeat. "Just... stop cutting. Please. It's so dangerous- I don't..." She hesitated, moving to rest her head on her mate's knees. "I don't want to lose you." She whispered, closing her eyes and focusing her ears to listen to the coyote's breathing. It wasn't that she feared that Aeron would look to Suicide eventually- the Angela wasn't that stupid... or so she hoped.
The moment passed and she straightened back up, hands resting on either side of her mate's legs. "I'll only be gone a day. I'll come back tomorrow. I promise." She looked up at those golden eyes, so beautiful and so broken. "But you... You can't go doing anything stupid while I'm gone. No more of this." She looked down at the cut and frowned. "I won't stand for it. Corson's orders, lady Angela."
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