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Pegasus didn’t like the shrine one bit. It was an unsettling place of eerie silence. The pool was a wonder he couldn’t explain but the white trees with branches like bones clawing at the sky disturbed him greatly as well as the ominous black stones that lined the shallow plane the shrine sat in. He didn’t like it any more than he had to but as long as the Abraxas brood sought it he would hold it and wait for their attack. His family had joined him, but few others had added into the lot, he hoped that in time others would make their way to the pack lands to fight their noble cause.

Torin’s call was far from unexpected; he had been anticipating it from the time that he had raised his borders. He approached the sleet male with the amicability of a brother his tail waving happily and his gaint merry in spite of how unsettling the Shrine was to him. Hopefully their war would end quickly and they could move to kinder territory. “Good to see you again.” He greeted.

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