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DaVinci couldn't help but shrug when the pack member admitted that he didn't know Magdalena, though it really didn't surprise him, Magdalena was a quiet soul who tended to keep to herself most of the time. He turned his stormy orbs towards Jefferson though when he mentioned his mother. A toothy grin was the answer that the scarred up hybrid was given as he raised and brow and asked. "Really? You'd almost have to know her to be living here." DaVinci was growing bored with the idle chatter along the roadside and with a backwards glance back at Jefferson once more he cocked his head to the side, a jerking motion towards the oldstyle fence and the Villa beyond.

"Well, since you're the one I've ran into instead of them.. let's find something worth doing." he stated plain as day before scrambling over the fence and walking through the large glorious trees that hung overhead. The leave sof the beech, maple and oak trees swirled around the male in a strange little dance on a swift breeze that swelled in his path. He didn't care if the other followed him but he expected that the Phoenix Valley male wasn't just going to let him wander free.. he did have that stubborn nature about him. Annoying, sortof like his mother in that aspect.

Tilting his head back as he gazed at the sky DaVinci suddenly asked. "So what's the deal with you, who let your sorry arse into this pack?" He grinned as he admitted. "I probably would have picked a nice tall tree and sat up in the branches waiting for the buzzards to come round.." He had no reason to even care who pitied the hybrid that shared the area with him at the moment but he figured he already had the answer in the back fo his head, only his mother was pathedic enough to take in every flea bitten creature of their deathbed and try and breathe life back into their world.


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