[color=8493ca][b][center]Sasha[/center]
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Sasha stood, conflicted. Markus was her Ulfric and had given a command, but in doing so had allowed himself to go unprotected while she stood and watched his mate. Despite Valerie's confidence in the safety of the compound, Sasha did not quite agree – Valerie was Markus' weakness, and was therefore a primary target for anyone seeking to weaken the Ulfric prior to challenging him or simply killing him. Despite the distance, Sasha concentrated on that part of her mind that linked with the other werewolves – it was weaker in human form, as if the telepathy worked best in the simple wolf's mind. She could, however, gain a vague feeling of where they were, as if faint echoes of their voices were drifting her way, though it only worked with mind voices that she knew well and heard often. By this method, Sasha found Marrec and Markus to be in close proximity. 

Stroking a long, thin blade that was strapped to her forearm and hidden beneath the black long-sleeve she wore, Sasha gave a quick shake of her head that sent her hair rustling around her shoulders.

[color=8882be]“Marrec has him. I will stay with you.”[/color]