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In a drawer full of knives you're the spoon.
Nightmare heard as the other Lupuscruor approached. "Thank you." Was all he said to the little wolf-man dragging his dead son behind him and throwing him into the collapsed den and unceremoniously pushing large piles of dirt ontop of him. Then turned back to go to the others of his pack and gathered them all together. To get to safety and hopefully find a new home.