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etienne framed the world in emotions. it was as if he were an artist and each emotion the colorful streak of a brush — the way he depicted his feelings conjured to mind a beautiful picture sobeille could never hope to imitate.

most times, she didn’t know how to feel. it was easy when it was just her. but when she was placed next to another wolf, it only made the gap in her emotions all the more stark. even talking to chani, sobeille had realized — as she had always known — that something in her was missing.

i see. sobeille murmured, unwilling to be any more vulnerable. she had already endangered herself by being so exposed — even to someone that was her blood like etienne. no; it was better that her kin never knew the sobeille inside.

i will see you at de hunt, ya? she changed the subject now, hearing val’s howl somewhere in the distance. you an’ suzu be comin’?