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Triston finished putting on his night dress, a golden robe that he liked wearing with white boxers. He lay on his comfy bed, trying to sleep. He had been running all night and hadn’t had proper sleep. He closed his eyes and snuggled himself into his pillow. When he heard screams and people talking, he hated his super hearing. He couldn’t sleep because of it. "Ugh! Who is making noise at this time of the day?" he said in a frustrated tone and got out of bed, stroking his head backwards. Whoever was making noise was going to get it. He wouldn’t spare the person. He exited his room and went straight to where the sound was coming from. It was from Eric’s room. He pushed the door open and saw the pack doctor treating Eric on the bed. As he screamed in pain, he knew Eric was a strong warrior,