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Posted: Mon Jan 25, 2016 10:46 am
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Both is father and his grandfather, missing. Some pride members even assumed that they had turned on each other, that both were dead. But all the stories that Indovu had heard of them in his youth, the tales of their loyalty and strength...well Indovu just couldn't believe it. And where had the bodies been? It just didn't make any sense. Surely they had to be out there somewhere, out here, in the roguelands.
The young male wanted nothing more than to find them, even one of them, to find out what had happened.
Or maybe that was just his loneliness talking. He was still getting used being out on his own, not surrounded by his friends and family. Family was what he missed most of all. There was something to be said about the strength of blood relations, an unspoken connection that bound people together. Even though they were miles away, the knowledge that his family was still out there was comforting. But it just wasn't the same as face-to-face connections.
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