Some time had passed, not enough for forgiveness, but enough for healing. The temporary home the siblings had taken up was weathered and ridden with bones of previous meals. It was with luck that Jurian had convinced their 'captors' to allow them brief freedom while his grumpy sister repaired herself.
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A couple moons had passed and his sisters wounds had begun to heal, the time had come to begin their return to the pride whom had come to their aid. The aid, as much as it was welcome, came from an ironic group. Hybrids. These mornings had all begun the same way, a glare from his sister and some fairly foul words. His decision had been for her sake and yet she scorned him for it, he hoped she would understand later.
"Cmon Casa, the decision is final, they have played nice long enough and that could change any day now." He sighed softly and beckoned his sister to follow the directions back to the pride. It would take little time to reach their destination, but he still wasn't sure who they would need to speak with for direction within the pride. He pushed the rest of the thoughts out and focused on getting ready to leave.