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The hot air swirled the lounging ashes off the rocks and into a small storm as it settled over Ignis camp. These events might’ve worried other packs but Regulus was proud of how he never had to feel warned about volcanic activity, it was something of a specialty to his wolves. In his mind, the only possible threat was Caedis pack… Regulus cursed under his breath as he paced around his den. The traitors already took out a big chunk of his best fighters once, leaving only one to survive. Pure hatred bubbled in him as he thought of the scene, and why he had not been there. Sometimes a part of him wondered if it was really Caedis pack that killed his wolves, a part of him thought it could’ve been the traitor pack. If it weren’t for the traitor pack then Regulus would declare war on Caedis Pack, his confidence held high in his warriors.