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Marcus Kane

In a bid to organize my men for the search party I collided into Elder Rowan, who was coming from the courtyard, robed in a white jacket, a black shirt and white trousers. His gray hair was styled to the back and his eyes were hard, he lost his smile ever since he lost the family he could call his own.

He attends to all the duties that have to do with the pack and the eldest of the Elders. I wonder how long and lonesome the night would be for him since the death of his wife. ...