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The only male of The Malkaria joined them next; Giana knew of him as she knew of all her packmates, but she'd never actually talked to him. Nonetheless, he she offered a greeting nod once she'd eaten her piece, backing away and lying on her side where she'd been before. She was awful company, really, never had been a social butterfly, content to sweep her tongue over her jaws to clean herself of blood while the others talked. Like Eshamun, she noted Honey's reaction to the man -- her leader addressed and soothed the newcomer. It was a curious thing, but she inwardly wondered if that's what she'd looked like months ago, traumatized by Kendra and Cicero's abuse. 

When her leader turned her face skyward and began to pray, Giana followed suit, closed her stormy eyes as they faced the sky. She mumbled under her breath, echoing Eshamun in her praise. Again, she felt herself amazed at how wholly she found herself devoted to a god she barely knew, loyal to a pack she'd only joined a few weeks ago.

                            "Molech, a mighty and wondrous god. I worship your name, I give thanks always."

Feel free to skip Gia if I'm taking too long, she's just brooding and following along <3