to the sea, the sea of love

[Ghita Marino]

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I also have permission. The itallian wolf sat in the midst of all the others, watching what happened with interest. The leader seemed like she really knew what she was doing, with all of her supplies and such. Ghita did not know many of the others in the pack yet, but planned on maybe speaking to a few of them after the birth. She was very bored by herself, and wanted to get to know some of the others and more about the pack itself. Every pack had a history. She waited anxiously, looking to Ehno and then to the leader, then Savina and the wolf sitting next to her. That must be Kansas. The pups were on their way and she felt a small twinge in her chest. She had almost had pups of her own, once upon a time.

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