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lonan roamed that of what was labryinthian, they had been taken to the forests for some time, and steadily grows from the wretched form earlier, to a more refined health. and in the meanwhile learned of what was, such as they were not alone in these forests, there was others. elkshire, and nightwalkers, but none that she has met.

too young to venture out, the best she saw was the packmates inside and the exploration of what was the reclaimed roots. a mysterious place, covered with chicken-love and the trees that bested it all. but it so unusual, for the whispers and the wind that slipped in the corridors.. a silence, except for the occasional steps of another wolf altogether, or the otherwise avians that roamed inside. it was hollow, damp from earlier rain and brought a vibe that was something else altogether, otherworldly, lonan thought.

she was within the darkness of these corridors, an empty room where nothing shone, and she, sat in the midst of it, looking out of the door.

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there was a woman.

she was not shrouded in the shadows that lonan was used to seeing among the other wolves, instead kissed by the sun and bleached with a brown tone. sparrow-like. but even as fragile and gentle the bird presents, she did not, for blood licked by her cheeks and fangs dripped, as the rat was tossed to the side. a white eye glazing over toward it, and back toward the other woman.

she apologized, to a child. and the child remained unresponsive, watching, and waiting.

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