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eleventh. text. (i just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times.)
[Mello's getting a little tired of making these announcements, truth be told. And sure, maybe they've technically got more pressing matters at the moment, but Chris was here a long time, and he had many friends - of which Mello was one, believe it or not. The rest of them should probably know what happened sooner rather than later. That's what Mello would want, anyway.]
Chris is gone.
I'm looking after his wolf.
Chris is gone.
I'm looking after his wolf.

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[And there were no pets in the orphanages he ended up in after her death, and he was too busy surviving to deal with pets after he left the orphanage. A strange cat stayed with him for a while, but he disappeared some time ago.]
So when you call yourself a wolf lady, am I correct in inferring that you're not speaking metaphorically?
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She missed dogs more than anyone will ever know. ]
Nope! I'm... Well, I'm technically just a wolf I guess. Got the soul of one. My people are called yokai and we're a bit complicated to explain, but. I'm a wolf, through and through.
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Then I guess you're in a unique position to understand Wolfie.