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"Ah... a werewolf.." Robin didn't smile, nor did she frown. It wasn't that she hated werewolves, but she was warned many times about them. Robin didn't want to show Raevynn that she didn't trust the wolf, but nor did she want her to think that she didn't trust Raevynn's words. Suddenly, her attention went to Frederick and said, "Maybe we should take him to the town and treat him properly now?" The blood wasn't really gushing out, but some puddle of blood was made around his wound. "And perhaps..." Robin gazed at the wolf, "He could help us carry too."
Walking towards the passed out body, Robin held the head, waiting for the others to help.
✗✗~βĿoodrΦps✗✗
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