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Politics were a horrible game. It was impossible not to tangle diplomatic and personal, especially when their numbers were relatively few and relationships connected everyone into an outrageous web. Laruku knew nothing of all of the grief and drama that would come to involve Jaded Shadows and Phasma and alliances of all sorts, but he would not be surprised if someone told him. Trust was difficult to come by, but it would seem as if those who had it had it for keeps and not murder or death would sway it. Righteousness and morals also clashed with these sorts of things -- everyone had a different idea of why someone should be condemned and why someone else shouldn't be. It was in their nature to fight, even when everyone wanted the same thing.



It was ironic in some way that Clouded Tears seemed to be the least involved here, but it had been a 'Tearswolf that had started the entire ordeal. If Naniko had not chosen to wander into Inferni that day, then she would have never been attacked for trespassing and Skoll would not have had to fight to save her, or whatever it was he had been doing. And so on. Vaguely, the hybrid did wonder why the girl had been there in the first place and whether she knew of all the bloodshed that had transpired between her pack and their clan in the past. He gave Phoenix a half-hearted shrug, completely out of things to say now and no longer with the desire to continue. Well, think about them then, he said; shoving off from the tree, he started to walk away, N' good luck. You'll probably need it. Poor bastard.

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