Poison Path Anger Is A Short Madness

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Kamota listened to the guardian. the voice strain hinted for him not to talk about Treena anymore. It must be a sore subject for him. The last name was the same as him, meaning they were close somehow. Though Kamota did not know if it was his sister, mate, some other relative. He looked around once more. Our family. Those words meant a lot to him, a hard fought battle of pain and torture had gotten him to Poison Path. He planned on staying a long time.

"Thank you Ash. You have no idea how good it feels to be in a pack once more." He said, his eyes following Ash's gaze to the territory. He'd be patrolling around Noon he figured. the sun would be out to reflect of the glistening snow. It was beautiful. But he didn't have time for beauty now, he had a job to do. A pack to feed and protect. He'd sworn an oath to remain loyal to the pack even in the hardest times. He'd never break that oath.

He couldn't keep his mind off of Tenzin forever. He knew the day would come where they had to fight, where one of them had to fall. where one had to strive and kill the other. Though he hoped that time didn't come for a long time. Then he thought of Namara, if Tenzin was in the Lore, hunting him down. Did that mean Namara was there too? If she was, he'd be ready for her to. Though a lingering thought, what if they changed? He knew Tenzin didn't. but what if Namara made herself more respectable.

his last thought were to his parents. Was Tenzin lying, or were they really dead? The parents who never love him enough. Who let Tenzin and Namara shadow over him. The parents who let the older siblings beat on the runt. The parents who if they weren't around, would have never made Kamota leave and arrive to Poison Path. He needed to think. Kamota Laylani was no more. So who was he now?

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-Like a phoenix, I rise from the ashes.-
~Anger is a short madness.