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“Come here...please...” he said, kneeling down with his arms out.
The wolf girl smiled wanly. "But there is hope...the Southern Saw Pack is alive..."
He sighed, and he hoped the wolf girl would realize that Lotusfang was not the one responsible
"Yes." Lotusfang growled. "He is as unstable as a wyvern."
Me: so it was his fault...?” He asked, being a bit more uneasy
Lotusfang sighed. "Do not be so surprised, Cheshire. Blackclaw is extremely temperamental."
He looked a bit surprised. “What...?” He said, surprised by the accusation
"Queen Lotusfang? Her ex-mate killed my pack!!!" The wolf-girl growled threateningly.
Cheshire’s tail slowly and calmly swished back and forth behind him. “My name is Cheshire, a good friend of the high dragon queen.” He said, sitting down.
She padded up to the Neko. "You feline...who are you?"
“Come here child, I do not mean to harm you...” he said gently.
She stared uncertainly at the Neko, her ears flat against her head.
Cheshire looked at her, his head tilted, and he called out to her to comfort her.
A young wolf-girl ran up, crying loudly. "Help me..."
Cheshire tensed up, his adrenaline kicking into overtime
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