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Even the stone-hearted Jefferson could feel pangs of pity for the boy, even if his backstory wasn't fully admitted. He'd once lived in a place of comfort, but it was torn apart quickly. Ares had lost his mother, and now the pack he'd once been a member of only sparked constant nightmares and regrets he could do nothing about. Jefferson shook his head slowly, sighed, and pointed his green eye back at the anxious wanderer with a tinge of compassion within. "You're strong," the Patriarch corrected, straightening his back and raising his head to complete a knowledgeable and attentive stance, "and you're getting stronger. That could be seen from miles away."


He inhaled deeply, exhaled, and turned his head. "Come along, then. You'll take the rank of Loas, and if I see you growing up, then you'll move up. That'll give you something to aim towards." A slight, vague smile again reached his lips. "Get moving... you've got plenty to learn."

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