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[sabacc]

It's day six of absolute nightmare that can only get worse. I want to fucking die.

[thequalityrunaway]

Confessions of the Red Cloak - Chapter 41

https://archiveofourown.org/works/5464958/chapters/38637989 https://www.fanfiction.net/s/11678698/41/Confessions-of-the-Red-Cloak

Tifa nuzzled Cloud's head, "He's asleep."

Cloud perked up, ears forward, "Already?" Cloud swiftly inspected Squall from his position to check that all was well. To his relief, Cloud saw that Squall was comfortable, and showed only the signs of contentedness.

"Today was fun, let's all be together again soon, before you leave." She delicately stepped around Yuffie and Squall's legs, her paws not leaving a mark on the floor, and then she curled on Squall's other side, relaxing there in a protective pile of fur. Her head rested near Squall's shoulder.

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/5464958/chapters/12633392 Fanart for Confessions of the Red Cloak

Once upon a time, there was a Godly valley with mountains that could touch the sky and trees that cast long shadows. The people who live in the small mountain town are hardworking and happy, so long as they never stray into the forest where the wolves lurk in the darkness. Adults brave the trees in groups to hunt the vicious pack as they have for decades, the conflict is deep with no sign of victory for either side. But wolves are not the only threat, nor the village's only secret - and the link connecting them is a simple cloak of Red ...

Every night, from the highest peak of the uninhabited mountains, a single Wolf howls to the good folk of the valley – as a warning, as a message, and as a reminder of what they did: “Beware, beware, the Path where the Witch once stood. Beware, beware, of the Wolf in the Wood.”

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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Squall walked around the clearing, clapping his hands to keep warm and listening to the crunch of frosty leaves and grass underfoot. And yet, despite the noisy earth of frost, the wolves still approached without making a sound. Squall only noticed them when he felt their animalistic eyes watching him, and the instinctive wave of joy when his Mate was near after a night alone.

Told you it wouldn't be as long as the last one.

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This chapter is here earlier than planned due to the lovely review by "iosi" in the previous chapter.

This person knows how to review! Never felt so encouraged before by a short paragraph! Anyway, enjoy the next chapter. Go thank iosi for this, I wasn't inspired until I read that.

[thequalityrunaway]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

“Where do you go in the woods at night?”

Squall glanced up, terror making him almost sick with how tight his throat was. He inhaled fast enough to choke and spent most of his alarmed reply coughing and stuttering, “I-I-I don’t-”

“Shut up.”

“Huh?” Squall blinked.

“I’m not interested in unconvincing lies.”

Another Chapter just in time for Sunday :D Enjoy everyone!

[thequalityrunaway]

https://archiveofourown.org/works/5464958/chapters/27965799 - AO3

“Don’t go Squall, he wants you alone- what if he hurts you, what if he- he knows?”

Squall was thinking the same, internally panicking at the thought of Genesis suspecting his involvement with wolves- or worse, knowing about Cloud! If he knows, or suspects then it’s over, I can’t complete the challenge, Cloud and his pack will be in danger.

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Confessions of the Red Cloak: Chapter 36

http://archiveofourown.org/works/5464958/chapters/21681989

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/11678698/36/Confessions-of-the-Red-Cloak

Seifer spat in the Church’s direction, “Sounded good to start with, but it’s gone downhill fast; he’s lost his mind.”

This will be the last update for a while, after the Valentine Days events on the 11th & 12th I'll be back on Hiatus until April. Last push for dissertation and Exams. Wish me luck!

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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

“I don’t envy those Winhill lot, they’re besieged by wolves near yearly, God have mercy. I have no idea how they deal with such a threat on their doorstep every day.”

Still politely disinterested, the lead gentleman dismissed him back to his innkeeper duties. Feeling small, Wedge eagerly left.

“… We leave at noon, brothers. This mission seems hardly worth our time …”

A quick break in the hiatus, another chapter next week too: please enjoy!