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Medusa won! Acacius wasted no time in bounding up from his seat (ignoring the other gathered wolves entirely) and over to his new friend, striped tail wagging hard. Medusa had said that anyone who wanted to follow Medusa could follow Medusa, and Acacius sure intended to do exactly that.

He was too slow however and already another was in his new alpha's face. Acacius' muzzle wrinkled in annoyance. "Can you hurry up already? I want to congratulate my friend." The yearling insisted, blind to the tension and not even beginning to consider the fact that he might be putting his nose where it doesn't belong. "Medusa!" He shouted past the titan. "I want to come, don't leave without me, 'kay?!"

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