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*Quelt* · 09-24-2014, 06:10 PM

Maybe it was just stress that was trying to control him. Irune had been confined to their den for so long, he felt like a horrible mate. He couldn't imagine how the pups felt about him being a horrible father. His murderous side of him was itching for a fight, but he knew it would not go down well with anything. He dug his paws into the soggy terrain and lowered his head with a soft growl. God damnit, why couldn't the gods tell him what to do. What was he supposed to do with all of this frustration he had. "It's more difficult than I thought making my own path. But I'm trying." he said looking at her.
"I know I can count on you, I just worry." he sat down inside the soggy water. And took a breath, "I'm changing a few rules and switching some ranks around. This entire time I've been building the kingdom on what I think Hajime my dead friend would want. But I want something to call my own." he shivered a little bit. "Everyone just seems to be growing apart, Serra is rarely around anymore. Pamela has found her own way around, and wael seems to hide in a den all day thinking he's a burden to us." he shrugged to her.

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