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Most of the shewolf's words were drowned out by the drumming in his ears, but Marbas found himself able to focus on the sound of her voice, and even enjoying the rich accent that tumbled from her lips. Weakly, his tail beat the ground - it was the only part of him that didn't seem to be in pain, but he rather thought that might be due to loss of feeling in the area.

Everything that didn't hurt seemed rather numb, really. It was not a pleasant feeling, but he supposed he prefered it to the alternative. For the most part, he tried to ignore what plagued him and simply listened to the dark wolf's voice.