Hoshor Plains just carry this gun, you'll even get paid

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The waiting game was perhaps the worst game of all. What the fuck was he supposed to do while his leader chased after this bitch of a bride? He prowled about, following hare trails in the hopes of being able to spook them out of their hidey holes to at least attend to his hunger. It was one of the things he missed about home: it felt like a woman’s work, preparing food and catching prey. It had been part of their obedience to serve.
 
The man remained close to the vague area of the plain that Virion had left him in. His heart thumping as he wondered if the pack that supposedly had stolen what belonged to Virion even knew they had stolen, or if they would put up much of a fight. Over their ventures, he had become acutely aware to the fact that others did not think like he and Virion did… some were poisoned with the weak emotions of women, and it sickened him the hold that they were starting to take over the continent in this manner.