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"Are you alone, boy?" he sits up as the tigress settles in, righting himself and letting some of the snow fall off his back. ❝ Kinda? Not really though, my dads around somewhere but he has more freedom these days since I can feed myself ❞ he explains with a chuckle. Surely Alaric wasn't far; and he could find him if he really tried. They didn't venture too far from one another.

Horatiu takes a moment to regard her, she appears built for this weather, whereas he - wants the sun back. And soaks up every warm ray he can get of it on days like this. But its not enough. He wants to go back to sunbathing in eighty degrees.

"And of this other tiger, a relative? Friend?" at this his face contorts, lip curling in almost disgust at the girl...what was her name? It didn't matter. Being any sort of friend to him. ❝ God, no ❞ he sneers. ❝ She lives further north with some wolves, a white tiger - and she didn't want anything to do with me. Like there was something wrong with me. ❞ he sighs. He didn't know what her damage was. But he was content to never see her again.


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