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Lover of not you
Stallion raised an eyebrow as he heard a voice. "Venus." He muttered, and he turned his heel, only to find the member looking for him. He hoped the member had done what he had asked and brought the weapons, they would need them as they journey to a place which may not even be safe. The male raised his hand, signalling his presence to the young woman and displaying a small smile which faded very quickly. Of course, Stallion was not in the mood to be grinning, he did not want to leave. But that would be selfish, The Wolves could find them and he did not want to duel in his home of all places. Brushing The Grotto and the memories they had here under the rug would symbolise a new start, somewhere fresh as a family. Maybe they could act like one this time.