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If Hemlock had any knowledge of August's thoughts she might have laughed. She had no thoughts that she was nice. She felt bitter and jagged, most of her good moods served for the background of equally depressing thoughts. She had a purpose now that she was returned to the Family, but, she had kept isolated. It wasn't fair to her pack, either. "It is nice to meet you, too." Hemlock said with a thin smile. "I feel bad for not coming to meet you before since we have both been present...with as tumultuous as things have been, my pack relations have fallen to the wayside." Hemlock admitted. she wanted to change things, she needed to. Now that things were different and the pack was settling from the fallout they could change things - all of them would have to put in the effort. 
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