《Beta [Wolfblood]》Cereberus
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"Well, get a shift on." Rhydian said to his mum as she came downstairs with a white and flowered blouse on, that, she must have gotten from Mrs. Smith and her closet.
"Ooh, someone looks nice." Jana said as she grabbed up her stuff for school and Sierra chuckled at Ceri's face.
"It does suit you Ceri, it really does. So I suggest, wearing more of them." Ceri smiled at her suggestion.
"I will keep that in mind, young Tracker. But it's just something that I found in the thing upstairs... where it is that you find the clothes and such?"
Ceri asked and Sierra smiled at her quickly, as she nodded. "It's just a big closet, or a chest of drawers." She says and Ceri nodded.
"I will really have to try to remember... those words, that you have taught me, young wolf. As you are leaving soon, right?" Ceri asks her and suddenly everyone stops, as they turned their heads to her and then to Sierra, who sighed.
"I'm so sorry, Sierra. I thought... I thought that you had already told them all about it." Ceri whispered at the torn look in Sierra's eyes and the glowing blue irises confirmed it.
"It's all right Ceri, I thought that I might tell them today, but you already did so that's a bit of a weight off of me already." Sierra inhaled sharply and at the growls from the wolfbloods that weren't aware of it before, she nods.
"Well, uh... for Segolia, they have a job, for me to do in Newcastle. Where we go to see them, and I was offered it and I decided to go. I originally said a week, but it's been longer then that so they are good to give me, all the time.. however long I need to say goodbye to you guys and this place." Sierra explains and she hiccups slightly, but it wasn't a funny one. It was one that came out because of a sob that was being held back.
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"I should have told all of you guys much sooner. Much, much sooner, I know. But I needed time to think and figure out how I was going to say it."
Sierra exhaled gently and they all got up and hug her together, lettin' her all get the support, that she needed, from all of them.
Rhydian opened his phone quickly and pressed the accept button when Dacia's number came up.
"Thanks for getting back to me like I asked." Rhydian said rather loudly in to the phone as they all looked at him and the phone.
"Look, I didn't want to until I had something for sure." Dacia Turner's voice sounded uncertain.
"Just anything to help Dad, just prove that he is innocent." Rhydian says into the phone, while everyone else waits.
"I'm sticking my neck out here."
"And I really appreciate it."
"The Cereberus account-- I found something. It's complex. I'll need to ask him some questions. He's a accountant, I'm not."
"Right?"
"Where are you meeting him?"
Everyone stopped and looked at each other than at Ceri, who was the rather obvious deciding vote in this situation and she nodded slightly.
"Have you got a pen?" Rhydian asked Dacia over the phone, after confirmin' with his mother.
"All right. I'll see you soon."
The line went dead and Sierra growled a bit at them all. "Ceri, I know that I'm not real family and all, but can I come with you both, to meet Gerwyn? In case there is trouble, you might need an extra set of eyes, ears... and trackin' skills." Sierra offered and Ceri nodded along with Rhydian, who offered his hand to Sierra, who shakes her head.
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