Peace or Tranquility? [open]

The soft hymn of the other wolf was the final step to lead to his total abolition to Valhalla. There was nothing for him there but curt siblings and failed ranks and as the soft lyrical sound rang in his sensitive ears he knew a life of milk and honey awaited him, far away from his siblings, somewhere where they'd never be able to hurt him again. The song came to a close and his eyes opened tiredly, half asleep from the sheer relaxation he felt. "Where is your brother now?" that was it. The question he had longed to hear before he shrugged of Valhalla entirely. "He's in Valhalla now...But he wont be for long. He's going to Glaciem soon." He muttered. Before any of this Cairo had him sweat that he would only do what was best for Valhalla. Only do what was right for his pack. But Valhalla wasn't his pack. It was Epiphron and Chrysanthe's. Not his. He never belonged there. Never belonged in the pack that would always shun him. Now it was his turn. He would turn his back on Valhalla, surrender their secrets to whoever would listen, and never return. He was no longer Neo Adravendi. He was Neo. Just Neo. A wolf on his own. Invincible. Dangerous.

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