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A toothsome smile widened at Deteste's jowls. Deep laughter rumbled from his wide chest at her battle-ready stance. Aria was a friend and a gentle soul. Deteste respected her for this. He would do anything for the Ludicael. Any who challenged Jupiter or threatened the fate of the pack would undoubtedly be forced to deal with De beforehand. Though his ways were changed he knew that the killer he had once been remained. Nothing could change his identity. Even as he thought of it his mouth grew tight and a sense of alienation from his body began to fathom. He had been split in the past between his more wholesome self his schizoid attributes. Through Laxago he had learned to manage himself and keep the worst at bay. He had almost forgotten, forgotten just how bad it used to be. Laxago. He could almost see her standing there. Her snowy white pelt tugged gently by the wind. Youth and strength restored to her previously skeletal frame. He had not seen her for days now and he struggled to decide between his pack duties and tracking her trail. He believed she would come back but for now he could not think of it.


thank you both The sol spoke. The sudden pull of awareness caused Deteste to take a sharp breath. The tightness subsided and as Deteste caught Jupiter's warm gaze he was able to relax again. However he could see the hesitation behind her words and the doubt in her gaze. For a moment it puzzled him. He had been extremely loyal to Ludicael and done what he could to serve purpose for the pack. I am separated from Laxago. timbre serious. He spoke before he completely understood. Laxago was jealous but she would never harm Jupiter's children. But if it was necessary for Jupiter to be aware of his personal affairs, in the sake of trust, then he would allow such.