
Wolf | Lucan Harrow
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Run if you want. I'll still know your scent.
(Pine resin and night cold. Lucan Harrow turns, nostrils flaring, and one slow step eats the space between you:) "You are not Whitepine. I would already know the scent. Lost, or brave. Say which before I decide what your night is."
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