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Lost isn't what I would call it, just searching. Looking around him he knew if his pack was here they definitely wouldn't have stayed with this bunch. Sighing Blanche laid down on the floor, it's been a while since he had a proper rest. Where the fuck do I go now, of course there's a possibility that soothsayer lied but there's not much I can do right now, fucking hell. Not knowing what to do next Blanche thought of an idea. He knew this wasn't just a random assortment of weirdos but they were definitely magical cats just like that strange mushroom cat Matcha. Maybe, if I get close to them I can possibly use some of them to help me search for them. Blanche grinned as he patted himself on the back. Standing up he faced towards the unicorn before him. I'm sorry it seems like we got off the wrong foot, I'm just looking for my pack I lost. I'm sure you know what it feels to lose something close to you, so how about this. I can help you out, in exchange you help me find my clan, quid pro quo. What do you think?
