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Backstory to Sangue

Sangue knew of the grace from Loyalty, he had felt it before his passing. That sort of kindness… set plans back for the pack. Sangue didn't believe in letting things work out, he would much rather take things on his own paws, and make sure to go beyond extremities (if need be) to obtain what he set his mind to. Dishonesty thought he was a good selection as the next king, as his ways heavily revolved on those that Old Gramps Veni set out. If the past Kings believed this pack would survive to next generations, he'd make sure to get that message across. No matter the cost, no matter what it took. "Heavy is the crown… is it not?" Was a line he heard Dishonesty use and she was right. Heavy indeed was the crown that falls upon the heads of those that wear it.

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[Sangue By Dante ❤️]