The pale pelted man wandered the edge of the territory, he was conflicted by the life his sister had built for herself. The family that was cuddled at her breast, and the alliances she had formed with the members and leadership within this pack. They were things he wanted, and longed for, but had never thought to actually realize them. With the blood that stained his paws, and the things he had done, Sadiq couldn’t find himself deserving of the happiness that Takiyok was offering.
Resorting to old habits, the northern man found himself skirting the edge of the territory. Familiarizing himself with the layout, but mostly to clear his head. Considering the entourage that had arrived at his call a week ago, Sadiq wouldn’t be surprised if he ran into another. Although he dreaded the possibility. He had a better ear for common than the tongue for it, and often found it hard to properly communicate in the southern language.
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