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I AM GOING TO MISS YOU SO MUCH. WOLF WILL NEVER BE THE SAME. YOU GUYS BETTER TELL ME WHERE YALL END UP!

His eyes followed the tear trailing down her cheek. Hiram bit his lip uncomfortably and felt his own emotions well within him. He turned his gaze away before he began to weep as well. "I'll — I'll n-never forget you Vuk," he stumbled as he tried to keep himself from falling apart here and now. Of course, Vuk was permananly burned into Hiram's memory, his soul too. Most notably, he'd always remember the way she made him feel.

And he'd always remember the way he felt now; broken and tired, yet wistful for what could have been. He breathed a dying sigh and turned away to continue his patrol, should she not stop him. And as he walked, tears fell like rain.