Neverwinter Forest He's sick of seldom.

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Oracle nodded his head understandingly. The male was glad that he had found a pack to run with, to be apart of, to help thrive. Staying in his small family would have rendered useless to himself; what kind of destiny holds the purpose of serving as a 'third ear'*?
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"Well...I should be going...I'm going to try and hunt something to bring back for the pack to snack on, before it gets too dark," Oracle said, looking at Dany with a smile. "I really enjoyed our talk. If you need anything just give me a howl."
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(*Note: The term 'third ear' refers to the human term 'third wheel'. It means to not be of vital importance. I didn't want to use 'third wheel' because, well, wolves don't know what a wheel is!)[/size]