When a second becomes eternity
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She grinned, likely not helping any of the situation with what could only be considered a coy expression, as she began storming off at him. Of course, the tuxedo Luperci had expected nothing less, and was grateful that at least she knew she shouldn't have been happy about it. She had got one thing wrong — that was that Itsihnalv had left before he had — but he knew his own justification made sense. Her flaming eyes met his in a classical death stare, and his expression wilted a little at it; he couldn't really tease her for her concern. Dohi wasn't one to say anything with the intent to harm another or tussle their feelings up, but he was also hopelessly light-hearted, and this was only too fun for him.

Itsi left first, and I couldn't let him just walk around by himself. He'd get lost. If anyone understood their brother, it was her; she was his closest companion, of sorts. They were two peas in a pod, and he noticed it every single time one or the other got fired up. That wasn't to say they didn't have their moments — two sparking rams were destined to butt heads from time to time — but he knew they got along better than he did with his younger brother. You had the whole tribe there to protect you. It made more sense that I make sure he didn't get lost.

Didn't it?

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