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He had once been a ruler of his own group like this, but now? The canine was alone. He used to have friends, not a family, but friends who cared for him. Who loved him. Look where he was now. He was padding up to the border of a Clan he had heard about in passing, a Clan that seemed welcoming. Even if only briefly. Joseph didn't know how long he would stay, but he knew he needed somewhere. Why not start here? A new Clan, new beginning, new name. Maybe this time it would work out.
The transguy stepped up to the border and took a seat, awaiting someone to meet him. That was how it worked, right? He didn't mind waiting. He was patient. Oh yeah, fun fact: He was soulless. Not in the joking 'you're so mean' way, but in the actual, demon-took-it, soulless. That, though, was a story for another time.
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[size=6pt]☪ Endeavor[/size]
