Blackfeather Woods My mistakes were made for you

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'In childbirth' she says, and Bane's expression regains its life. It's dull, clearly sad, but he does not feel the same way inside. Meldresi had survived the birth of his pups, and that had been way over two years ago. Damien, Cicero, Potema. The memories of those three were vivid, and in all of them Meldresi had a part. But that it hadn't been his own, whose pups had taken the priestess' life? And if not Meldresi, who was leading Blackfeather Woods?

Suddenly so many questions he didn't feel ready to ask exploded in Bane's mind, but he kept them down, choosing to make a smarter move instead. Ah... Such a pity... But I see the Brotherhood still stands... he spoke, the tone of his voice resembling a mixture of citrus and warm honey. He was fully on to get her now, whatever it took. This female was his best, and probably only shot at getting an inside look at Blackfeather Woods and so far he'd managed not to screw it up. Was it her offspring who kept it going this long? he shoots, knowing very well that he was talking to the one in charge, risking everything with a sly smile on his face.

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