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The one who arrived wasn't who she had expected, but as she listened to cascade, she understood. Valentine must have gotten sick like the majority of the pack, or so she assumed. She hadn't seen many of them around lately. She faced the woman, nodding her head. "I came to ask permission to leave, and since valentine is unavailable, I suppose you're the one to ask." She sighed for a moment, and while she felt a little bad about it, she knew it was time to move on. "I wish to ask to be released, along with my children. I plan to create a pack, it's time. I'm sure you've noticed a few having disbanded. So I plan to stake a claim somewhere."