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When Pixie had asked Ethos if he was an ethical man, with a teasing tone to her voice, Ethos shook his head. "If I was, I'd be one." He said, his expression showing absolutely no emotion whatsoever. "My father was quite ethical." Eventually the female had said her name was Pixie, and questions began swimming in Ethos' head. Pixie? Why would such a wolf doing ritualistic sacrifices or whatever have a name like that? Wouldn't she have a more darker name?

Ethos did.

Ethos then sat down, one of his ears twitching with annoyance as some kind of insect or whatever began crawling on it, and it went away. "Fun fact about me, maybe two, I was an assassin, and also a member of a pack called the Tribe of Night. However, I believe I must fulfill my mission as an assassin, and I'm great at being one." He said, in an almost casual-like voice. Of course he felt it was his job to be an assassin. "I became so stealthy I was given the nickname of Tasalul, Arabic for 'stealth'. I was known as Tasalul since then."