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Firebringer accepts the offered handshake, before glancing around the Tur. Everything seemed to be winding down, which was probably for the best. Somehow, these large gatherings just screamed "target," not to mention how lightly-defended the rest of their meager holdings must be with most of the Forsaken congregated in one place.
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Jeremiah watches some wolves leave and the formation of a large pack. A pack that will undoubtedly make someone regret their life.
He looks to his friends and packmates, as well as the pup. Mother is fickle. Another lesson maybe?
"Alright. Lets go see what trouble is around our new home." He doesn't exactly grin but a small smile spreads. Jeremiah nods to Firebringer before making his way out.
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The moonlight falls upon the wolves as they go their separate ways. When next they meet, they will no longer be refugees, but a council of packs.
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