I'VE BEEN SCARED OF SLEEPING WITH THE LIGHTS ON ♡ RESCUE RAID

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keona sibéal ní faoláin.
the typhoon.
the blind dealer.
information.

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It's chaos and blood and death and the dealer had to keep her cool.  Couldn't lose her focus.  The whole reason they were here.  She had to find them, breath stilling as she caught the sound of both a howling response and a more feline yowl.  Danny.  Vayne.

She knew Salem was right behind her.  Silent but watching her back.  Her ears perked as she shifted course.  Diving into the caverns without hesitation.  Chasing after the howl.  Nose inhaling sharply the iron in the air.  And Danny.  She knew he was here.  She knew she was close.

They were going to get him home.

Keona scrambled to a halt outside the other wolf's cell, sightless hues flashing.  Could taste blood in the air.  He was hurt.  They hurt him.  "Danny!" Perhaps not entirely thought through, rammed herself into the bars in an attempt to open them.  Muttering as her head rang.  Not her best plan, but she was... Seas she was just relieved to find him.

Releasing a breath.  "Stand back," she advised before slamming her paws against the closed cell with a harsh gust of wind, the entrance flying open.

"Let's get you home."

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