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The light colored male was around his age, or younger, but it still seemed on the peculiar side to be clutching the stuffed animal as he was. Endymion’s smile remained, however, as he sat a foot or so away from the stranger. He didn’t sound fine, but the amber wolf figured he should take his word for it. Running his fingers through his reddish hair, the young male nodded as his new acquaintance spoke, listening rather intently despite the queerness of the situation. The de le Poer name was common among those in the Bleeding Souls territory. That fact was something Endymion recalled. He inclined his head briefly at the other, Jasper, politely.
“Endymion Russo," he returned. "Nice to meet you.” The pirate-son shifted to an Indian-style sitting position, observing his counterpart calmly. "What's his name?" he asked, glancing pointedly to the stuffed rabbit. It seemed dear to the de le Poer son, so he figured he might as well get a name from the thing, too.






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