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However much he liked the loner, he would not tell him his name. For to Arion, his name, the name he preferred and used most often could only be said to those he trusted and to his packmates. Names were dangerous things and just saying the name of an evil creature, for example, Kronos, might awaken him from his sleep and bring chaos to the world. At least, that was what his father taught him and what Janus's own father taught him, and on and on and on.

"Good luck on your travels, Driftwood," Arion said with a gentle tilt of his head. Once he was sure the loner was gone on his own way, the chocolate nobleman continued on his patrol, though this time his heart wasn't really in it. For he remembered the days when he himself had been a drifter, a wanderer with no ties anywhere and Arion knew he still yearned for those days.