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[Ghita Marino]

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I'm very sorry for starting this so late! Hover over it for the english. "Ecco quel fiero istante, Nice, mia Nice addio. Come vivrò ben mio, così lontan da te? Io vivrò sempre in pene, Io non avrò più bene. E tu chi sa se mai ti sovverrei di me!" Her soft soprano voice rang out into the air around the mansion, head lifted toward the sky as she nearly shouted the last few words. It was a song that she had been taught by the group of nomadic wolves that she had lived with in Italy, the song that they always sang before an important gathering or meeting. It was some kind of a pack song, if they had ever had one, and though she hadn't really liked it at first she was beginning to enjoy singing it more and more now that she didn't live with that group any more. It could be something that Ghita did by herself, to remind herself of back home if she ever got lonely. She did not know how Savina did it, lived here like this. She had been hoping that the other wolf might come back with her to Italy, but Savina already had a life and a family here. And her brother Ehno was here too. So she would stay here with them whether she liked it or not. It was beginning to warm up a little bit, and Ghita was thankful for it. The shingles that she stood on, on top of the roof of the mansion, felt nice and toasty on her four paws. She did not like to shift, and had never really learned how, and stayed in her Lupus form most of the time. It was more comfortable! She could do everything she needed to do in this form anyway. She didn't need to turn into some big, two-legged thing to do her pack duties. She looked out over the land with dark turquoise eyes, taking in the sights. Everything here was so different...it would take time to adjust and get used to it.

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