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Almost as soon as he was dead, the boy was in a blind panic. He needed to find a new body. Dangerdays was worrying about someone absorbing his soul, or even a demon trying to consume him. He ended up spending the night and most of the next day as a spirit, before he found a new body.
It was a young male domestic cat, which he had hijacked from a loner. It's pelt was odd; midnight black, but with flame orange tabby patches on his tail, paws, back, and half of his face. His eyes were a dark smoke gray. He ran to the site of his wolf body's death, only to find that it had been buried nearby. On top of his grave lay his necklace, the chain one with the ring that Anna had given to him.
Once he had taken the jewelry, he ran into camp. Damn, he was so much smaller now! "Anime? Dad? Anna? Anyone? It's me! I'm home!" Dangerdays cried out, desperately looking around for any of his friends or family.
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