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    Man, where had she been?


    Well, nowhere, frankly.


    Through this harsh winter, Oprah had been staying sheltered, rarely going out except to hunt and go to the bathroom. She stayed with her juice boxes in DarkClan territory, unsuspecting fear lingering over her.


    She had heard Yuuma with Super Senses. She had chuckled at thebway he called his room his office, like what she would have done. Strangely enough, that power had come to her one random morning, as she had slept peacefully until a barrage of sounds came washing over her and woke her up. He had been leading well, she thought, but he needed help. Members had come and gone. DarkClan was dangerously close to becoming extinct.


    So today, she would venture out again, and not just to hunt or take a pee break.


    The half-tailed gray wolf padded into the base, opening the doors. "Hello? Yuuma? Anyone?" she called, making her way through the base until her eyes landed on...Yuuma's room. Her room, at one point.


    Slowly, ever so slowly, she padded towards it, her brown eyes fixating on that silver soundproof door. Was he still here? Was anyone still here?

    Was DarkClan still alive?

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    "That I am the ill intent..."

    "Who set upon the traveler on a road he should not have been on."

    		 [center]Wilson Fisk
    I'm only a man with a candle to guide me,
    I'm taking a stand to escape what's inside me.
    A monster, a monster,
    I've turned into a monster
    {Monster by Imagine Dragons}




    It was good to see another face, even if it was just one that had been hibernating. Wilson remembered Oprah from before, though he couldn't say he was very fond of her. Then again, he wasn't fond of most others. Though he'd probably take Oprah over Yuuma, if he ever got stuck with one of them.


    "[color=black]Oprah," he grunted as he padded over towards her, having heard her call out. "[color=black]It's good to see you again.



    " No matter how he thought of her, any activity within Darkclan was good.


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    She glanced at Wilson. "Thank you. It's nice to see you too, Agent Wilson." She remembered him, for sure. Someone was here, at least.

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    "That I am the ill intent..."

    "Who set upon the traveler on a road he should not have been on."

    		 [center]Wilson Fisk
    I'm only a man with a candle to guide me,
    I'm taking a stand to escape what's inside me.
    A monster, a monster,
    I've turned into a monster
    {Monster by Imagine Dragons}




    He nodded at her return. While the 'agent' part wasn't neccessary, he supposed it was her way of showing respect. "[color=black]I fear for Darkclan's future. The camp is far less populous than when I last lived here. Where have all the others gone?    " He was beginning to think that he should've never gone on that journey. However, seeing the visage of his mother again, even if she wouldn't speak to him, had been a blessing that Wilson had needed.


    "[color=black]Nor have I seen Yuuma around, lately.



    " If the leader really cared about his clan, where was he in its time of need?


    //ic opinions


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    Was Wilson the only one here? Apparently. Yuuma wasn't around either. "Did...did he die? From the virus?" she inquired, tilting her head.

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    "That I am the ill intent..."

    "Who set upon the traveler on a road he should not have been on."

    		 [center]Wilson Fisk
    I'm only a man with a candle to guide me,
    I'm taking a stand to escape what's inside me.
    A monster, a monster,
    I've turned into a monster
    {Monster by Imagine Dragons}




    He shrugged. "[color=black]I don't know. I was hoping you'd know where he'd gone,    " Wilson admitted. Neither of them had found a body, which was a good sign, but that didn't mean he was alive. "[color=black]Perhaps we should check the commander's office,



    " he suggested. The last time he heard Yuuma's voice, the tom had said to come find him in the office, so that would be their best bet.


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    She shook her head. "I haven't, but...yes, let's check his office." The wolf padded closer and closer, knocking on the door. "Mr. O? Yuuma?"


    The grey wolf opened the door. She peered inside. No Yuuma. "His scent is fresh..."

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