And the Werewolves Cry

[Agani de'Luah]

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She seemed amused. Agani was actually kind of glad for that, because it meant she was sympathetic to his plight, and it meant that he didn't need to worry so much. The nervous look on his face relaxed into an awkward grin even as he tried to figure out what she was saying, exactly. He absently drew on the ground as he did that, his ears working to catch the sounds he could not hear, and his eyes trained almost severely on the female. No one-



You can see me, you can see me. Listen!



Behind her. Name! Agani knew that word, and made a dramatic face at himself.



"That would have h-h-helped, huh?" he asked, hoping his tone was right. It was hard sometimes to know how he sounded now, after not hearing his voice but for in his head for the past months. "Her name is T-t-tayui, she's my... mum." It was a lie, but the female didn't know that. She didn't need to know his life story, with all the angsty, generally bizarre details he still lied to himself about. After a moment, a thought struck him.



"And I'm Agani."

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