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It had taken very little for Whispers of Death to get Death's Timeless Embrace to agree to keeping an eye on his younger sisters. He was only too eager to lend a hoof to his mother, surprised and pleased to see the usually solitary doe spending more time with the living than the dead.
Omen, of course, was unwilling to leave the doe's side, ever the protective presence, but she didn't mind his quiet company as she made her way towards the little clearing she'd met Wayward Son in the day before.
She wasn't sure if he'd be there already waiting for her -- the doe had departed early in a bid to prevent that -- or if she'd be waiting herself, but she was prepared for the latter. They hadn't set a specific time to meet up.
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