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Sasha missed Markus and didn't really know what to do with the fellow named Blanc, so she told him to go follow the group heading for the sacred grounds. A part of her just wanted him off her hands, and another knew that if he saw the sacrifices and threatened to blab, he looked like an easy enough kill.  Sasha then headed to the pack deck to meet her own crew. 

[color=a187be]“You are now on patrol. Follow any unusual scents, do not engage anyone if possible, report back any news. I will repeat this again: your job is to report, not attack without need. If you die in the attack, we may not know and you will be risking your pack members by being stupid – so don't be stupid. You will need to shift to optimize the telepathy between us as a group. Be careful, avoid being seen by any more hikers or hunters if possible. I will be going alone, you can pair up if you need to do so.”
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With that, Sasha turned and moved off the porch, pausing only to fall into the shift. Shaking out her fur, she bolted to the left of the house, along one of the trails that fanned outward.