the archer's bows have broken

[Ryan de le Poer]

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SOMEWHERE THERE'S A CRACK IN THE SIDEWALK
BIGGER THAN THE SHADOW OF DEATH IN THIS TOWN

"Huh?" She muttered, having succumbed to the trance that the sunset had seemed to place her in. "Oh, yeah. Inferni. My father’s one of the leaders," she said casually, unaware of the clan’s extensive history or the thick cloud of bias that floated through ‘Souls. She had a small inclination of it all, having been told some by Corona, but that still didn’t mean much to her. Ryan didn’t care about war between wolves and coyotes – they were all canines to her. She didn’t see why the two groups just didn’t get over themselves. As a gust of wind blew, her bangs cascaded in front of her crimson colored eyes. Pushing the sandy hair away, she cast a glance towards her new acquaintance and wondered what her story was.

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