Clotho was shaking her head, "I can not believe Dolos planted those seeds!" She cried throwing her hand in the air, her shuttle nearly flying out of her hand.
Lachesis shook her head and shrugged, "I understand, but what are we to do?"
Clotho crossed her arms over her chest, tapping her fingers against her arm while she stewed. "Oh, I don't know, keep them out of Thadius's pack?" She suggested, her face twisted in frustration.
Atropos shook her head, "What do you expect? That fool of a god has been stirring this pot for years! We still have to get this situation fixed! Look at what those two packs are going through!" The two packs were not holding on as well as the fates would have liked, there was frequent fighting and their treatment of the women was terrible.
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