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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; width: 250px; height: 200px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px; overflow: auto;]Jethro nodded slowly, before staring into her eyes, looking serious. "Luci, something's really wrong." He whispered, shutting his eyes for a moment. "The spirits won't let me come back. They're angry with me, and my punishment is eternal death." He spoke, pain filling his yellow optics that were once filled with joy.

[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; width: 250px; height: 200px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px; overflow: auto;]Jethro listened without speaking, except when Feliciano apologised, his heart broke in his chest. He let go, and stumbled backwards. "I can't come back." He whispered, body trembling. "The spirits are furious at what I did, and my punishment is eternal death."

[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; width: 250px; height: 200px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px; overflow: auto;]Jethro stood there in silence, before lifting his head. "You're pregnant?" He asked, noticing the small bump that was forming. Instantly, jealousy flooded his senses, making his ears flatten against his skull. He didn't wait for an answer. "Who's kits are they?"

[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; width: 250px; height: 200px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px; overflow: auto;]Tears poured down Jethro's face as he shook his head, shushing Feli as he aimed to pull the other into another hug. "Shh, shh.. It's okay, Feli." He whispered. "I just need you to promise me something."

[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; width: 250px; height: 200px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px; overflow: auto;]Jethro stumbled backwards, his eyes wide. His body was trembling and his chest was aching with pain. He had no idea what was happening, until a voice spoke to him.

"Someone loves you. You can come back."

His eyes widened, and he could actually feel the ground under his paws. He stared at Luciano in shock, before asking. "Turn you Sight off. Can you still see me?" He asked.

He was alive again.

[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; width: 250px; height: 200px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px; overflow: auto;]Jethro gripped onto her like she was his lifeline. "I-I'm alive!" He exclaimed, smiling happily. However, his eyes darkened slightly at a thought. "I can't be around my son, he will surely try to kill me." He said, thinking for a moment. "Luci, you need to exile him. He has harmed you and multiple others. He will kill me with the darkness when he gets the chance." Jethro said, fear flashing through his eyes. "Don't tell others about me, please.. Not as long as Roman's here."

[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; width: 250px; height: 200px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px; overflow: auto;]Jethro was back.

He was alive.

His dark figure walked towards the border, his head held high and his eyes a blazing yellow. He was stronger, and was ready to face his actions.

However, news had spread of his son causing some damage in the Insignia, and he was here to help. Also, to see his friends and family.

He took a seat at the border, keeping his eyes ahead. Whoever saw him first, he hoped they knew who he was. He wouldn't be able to deal with it if he had already been forgotten.

( gah he's back C: )

[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; width: 250px; height: 200px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px; overflow: auto;]Jethro lifted his head, a smile landing on his handsome face. "Thank you." He said, his eyes lingering on Anduril for a few moments. He missed her. He smiled softly, before looking at the rest of them. "What have I missed?"

[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; width: 250px; height: 200px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px; overflow: auto;]Jethro nodded kindly at the rest of them, flicking an ear at Lena's response. His attention was drawn to Feli as he padded over, and almost immediately, Jethro aimed to pull the Italian into a warm hug. "Hey, Feli."

[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; width: 250px; height: 200px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px; overflow: auto;]Jethro turned, only to stumble back at the force of Luci. He smirked into her fur, hugging onto her tightly. "Hey, Luci." He purred, aiming to swipe his tongue over the other's ear.

[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; width: 250px; height: 200px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px; overflow: auto;]Jethro walked over, a brow raised. He didn't know her, so this albino body was, for him, her only body. He placed a soft smile on his maw, before speaking. "I'm Jethro. You are..?"

[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; width: 250px; height: 200px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px; overflow: auto;]Jethro padded over, smiling softly at both Skyla and at Ebonynight. "Hello. I'm Jethro." He said, flicking an ear in welcoming before taking a seat next to Skyla.

[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; width: 250px; height: 200px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px; overflow: auto;]Jethro was on a solo border patrol, when a strong scent of blood filled his nose and mouth. He stood still for a few moments, eyes turning pitch black as he breathed heavily. He was quite hungry, but he needed to remain calm.

After his eyes returned to normal, he headed towards the scent of blood. He spotted a female, and he guessed she had just fed. He walked up to her, a brow raised. "Name and business?"

[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; width: 250px; height: 200px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px; overflow: auto;]Jethro was leant up against a tree in a park, his dark blue eyes scanning over the grassy area. Children ran around, squealing with joy as their parents watched in amusement. Jethro, however, did not have a child that was playing around. His kids were probably at school, and the 27 year old knew they were struggling.

He was waiting for someone, a certain someone. He wanted to talk to this person a lot, even though the other had put him through hell.

[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; width: 250px; height: 200px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px; overflow: auto;]A smirk played on Jethro's lips as he shook his head, taking a seat. He knew what she was, and he tilted his head. "I'm not a fool, sweet-heart. I know what you are." He said, hiding his vampiric and were-wolf identity for now.

[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; width: 250px; height: 200px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px; overflow: auto;]Jethro smirked, moving closer as well, so he was still on his side. "A vampire." He purred in a flirtatious manner, his smirk growing wider on his handsome face.

[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; width: 250px; height: 200px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px; overflow: auto;]Jethro turned his head, a small smile forming on his handsome face. "Hey, Feli." He said, looking at Feli then back at the kids. "What do you want to do today?" He asked, an eyebrow raised.

[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; width: 250px; height: 200px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px; overflow: auto;]Jethro had fallen asleep in his room, before his eyes shot open and he jolted upright. He was asleep, he knew that. But this was different. He could smell someone, a stranger. He stalked towards the scent before seeing a small kitten on a cliff. He growled, nose wrinkled as he snarled. The reek of Thunderclan was filling his mouth and nose. "Who are you, and why are you in my dream?" He snapped, taking threatening steps forward.

[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; width: 250px; height: 200px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px; overflow: auto;]A tall, muscular male walked throughout the gang's 'house', a blade softly spinning in his hand. His dark blue eyes searched the room for a certain someone, and the moment he spotted her, he smirked. He walked up to her, and aimed to pull her into a hug. "Hey Luci." He said, smiling at his close friend.

[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; width: 250px; height: 200px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px; overflow: auto;]Jethro turned to look at the park for a moment, before raising a brow. "We could always kidnap someone? A mother, or a kid. Your choice." He spoke, almost like a test. He wanted to see what he could get away with when he was around Feli.