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One season to prove it sounded like a chance to prove his strength and worth to this pack. To climb the ranks quickly as he was judged and watched. He wasn’t worried about the thread in Sephiran’s words, and he glanced at Absinth. A season spent with her would do him good. It was clear that she had learnt even faster than he had in the time they had been apart. He’d take what experience he could from her life and integrate it into his own.

“One Season.” Flare agreed just as easily. He would push himself and do better until he could prove his strength. If this was the path he was deciding on, he would make the most of it.

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