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Ears flicked in irritation. Cercelee didn’t have time for this foolishness, most of Haku’s complaints were foolish. Had he had his way he would of never stopped the senseless war with Inferni until one side or the other were wiped out, even if that meant their side. While he acted as a mascot, a strong male leader to give the illusion of strength within the pack, his usefulness had run out. His words too were foolish. Perhaps he had not heard her before. "Go away Haku." Her voice was sterner, he eyes narrowed and the lips that had only been slightly curling at the edges exposed white fangs.
If he touched her, his scent would coat her body, it would be clear who the murderer was. Dahlia de Mai wouldn’t accept a mindless killer as Rosin, even if he did not step down they could leave. There weren’t many ways to hide the truth, the scent couldn’t be washed away… only other scents could be added, but with Haku the only one here and Slay on his way home. Slowly she took a step towards him, ears laid back, unsure of where the courage came from. He would be forfeiting the very crown he was after if he killed her right then, leaving the body, or just the scents and blood behind, for the rest of the pack to discover.
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