burning memories
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DaVinci hadn't expected company today but it really didn't surprise him either. No matter where he went someone always seemed to find him. The loud call brough his eyes open in a flash as the hybrid subleader snarled in surprise before his eyes settled on the stranger a distance away. He could scent Dahlia de Mai on the male and he relaxed slightly as his hold on his own bottle of alcohol tightened before he narrowed his eyes at the male and asked. "What does it matter?"

He didn't think that he wanted the whole territory to know his name, besides his little habits were getting harder and harder to hide and he'd caused enough trouble for his own pack. The male took a swig from the bottle and lazily eyed the other male, wondering what brought his own drunk ass out into the real world.


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