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I think this is a good place to conclude!

Zsuzsa did not understand their misrepresentation either. She was still very much ignorant of the past, but perhaps it was nice to live in this sphere of unknown history for the time being. All Zsuzsa knew was that Kynareth stepped in at the right time to welcome her into the ranks, without judgment and really without much of a name or history to herself. The Mackenzie agreed wholeheartedly with Arlette. "Yes, I agree that is our best-kept secret overall." The Saints may have had many secrets, but the secret combination of the bond they all had with each other was unbreakable. 

Arlette had a gift about her that was priceless to the Saints. Not many can stomach past- traumas and there were many out there that didn't have access to a helpful paw or lending ear like Arlette was willing to do. Zsuzsa was interested to learn more of what Arlette had to say, but also felt the pang of having to drop off the sliver of kill back at their quarters to store. "Perhaps I will have to confide with you one day for my own troubles, physically or mentally" Hopefully, it wouldn't be too much of a burden for Arlette to do for either. "But I must go drop this off, and then head back out again. There's hungry wolves to feed." The work of a hunter was never truly over. Especially for what was to come, Zsuzsa had to make sure their food cache was stocked adequately. "It was great to finally meet you Arlette, let me know if you need assistance anytime." With that being said, Zsuzsa gave a courteous nod, picked up the kill, and went to go store it away before she would head back out into the Hinterlands again to rinse and repeat.