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good, terance murmured, reaching to press his forehead against hers. and when he pulled apart, the leader gave one more sigh before shaking out his fur and standing up a little straighter. i'll see you when i return, he told her, green gaze searching her features for a moment before he turned to leave.

and thus, his journey began. he felt hopeful, despite the fears that plagued him. though, hindsight would tell us that even this was fruitless.