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Wow, Romans are assholes he thought jokingly to himself as he heard the extremely harsh conditions that the wolf was speaking, burning in a river and cursed by a planet... They where wierd... and Silvermane was not used to the wierd. Do I have to make the Pledge now? he thought, thinking to himself what to do. The 'Praetor' did say that as soon as he has pledged he could be treated, and that was probably the only thing that he was looking forward to . "I pledge your allegiance to you, I swear on the rivers of the underworld and the gods of Olympus that I will remain loyal to you and this pack, Nock-tie-si-dor Bypass. That I will my pack's wellbeing before myself and that I will sacrifice my life to save a fellow packmate if he would do the same for us. And that I will not be swayed to other's cause and never to betray you, he said, before quietly adding [size=xx-small] until the end of the winter, where I shall leave [/size] In a hushed tone, bearly audible, but still part of the pledge.
Silvermane darted his eyes at the wolfs body, not directly at his eyes, and for a fraction of a second despised him, before once again remembering that he was going to have to think ordinarly, the time that he could despise all of them would be once he got back home, and slaughtered every wolf in this stupid valley. But now was no time for hatred, now was for rejoice. He was going to get into this pack, and he was going to get help... for now.