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just a little south of Frostfang Vale

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She had heeded the advise that was given but really, Wren was useless when it came to the art of healing. She recalled and committed the herbs and advice of @Peizhi to her memory but in truth, she wasn't sure what she would be looking for and now... now she had stumbled into the tundra. Snow and chilly air touched her, her petite frame stalling in the snow as she shivered.

Wren could only take it slow, her wounds healing and her broken ribs being less of a pain now, so it meant that she could walk -- slowly and with a limp. She just couldn't face staying in those mountains, not when the memory of how she ended up there wouldn't stop plaguing her. Wren tried to not let it get to her as she stood there, alone, lost, missing her family and the soft thrum of dull pain never ending.

Somewhat defeated, she bowed her head and shivered. ^^

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^^It had been two months since the little suncat had joined the Duskguardians and adopted their little guardian, @Genghis. He was older now, though not by much, but enough to hunt (or so he told himself).

And today, he decided that he would go off to explore to see what the vast tundra had in store for him. Heading south from the vale, the young tiger happened upon a young wolf.* One who was clearly in need of aid, but one who would also make a lovely meal.

She was limping like wounded prey would have, and gave off a rather sickly vibe and told Arcane he just ought to take her misery away, so lowered himself into the snow and approached her, slowly.

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* all wolves look young to Arcane

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She wasn't sure what she might find within the snow other than certain death if she didn't keep moving. The cold was sharp and crisp, making her healing bones feel as if they had taken two steps back in their process. That was normal, she supposed -- the cold was good for many things, she thought, but not for this. The little bird couldn't help but wonder if Aries had ended up the same as her, in some strange new world, saved from certain death. Only... she hoped she was having a better time. A safer time than that of her. Perhaps it was wishful thinking to believe that Aries hadn't died in the disaster, making her feel less guilty about being a survivor.

Survivor.

Not a word that anyone would have labelled Wren -- she had been the baby of the family, the oddball, the strange one who looked to her sister and mother for nearly everything. No, survivor wouldn't have been a word for Wren. The little bird lifted her head from it's bowed position, delicate features furrowing as she felt a strange sensation cast upon her shoulders like a hug -- though one that felt ominous and not warm. Was someone... was someone out there?

She blanched, her voice remaining stuck in her throat as it always was, selectively mute from a horrible, embarrassing stutter. Buttermilk depths glanced around as she shrunk, painfully, looking around like a scared deer. ^^

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The man had just started his return from his travels around the border of Duskguard, nose sniffing the ground as he went. He caught the scent of his tiger son and figured he would go see what was going on. Thankfully he did, because he came in time to see Arcane stalking another wolf, one that seemed very out of place. With a huff, he thought about saying something, but figured he could have fun with this instead. 

And so, he would call out to the other wolf, aiming to walk directly in the way of his son, putting himself in between the child and the woman. "Hello there miss. Are you alright?" He flicked his ear behind him, showing that he knew exactly what his son was doing. Nice try little one.

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^^Never before had Arcane felt so betrayed! He had been very clearly stalking this little lamb in pursuit of a hunt, and Genghis had come and deliberately walked into his line of sight; his path, and spoke to the weak little wolf that Arcane had been hunting, and for the very briefest of moments, — the suncat debated over how hungry he was, and if he could devour the both of them.

He wasn’t big enough to fight and slay Genghis, though, who would have likely fought back, if his life was in danger. He would bid his time until then.. he supposed, begrudgingly.

His eyes narrowed, focusing on the back of Genghis, as he slowly aimed to go around, to get a better view of the little lamb. If Genghis was going to approach and act as a lure to keep the female there, he’d need to attack from a different angle.

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How she had only noticed the striped little beast when another came to disguise him from her view was beyond her -- the little tyke eager to make his way around the large man. She swallowed, not understanding the dynamic. Feline and canine... getting along, in a way, one speaking to her and the other seeking to look at her. Like always, the little bird's voice remained hidden in her throat and she shivered against the tundra's air, her healing wounds and bones chilled.

They would soon see it was useless to be around her and leave, this she knew -- others didn't often find it easy to be around someone who did not talk. Wren ducked her head as she quivered, trying nod as she attempted a subtle step back. Only, she winced as the pain went up her healing ribs, features a grimace. She all but whined, one of the few sounds to come from her. ^^

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The man could tell that she was scared and in pain, something that made him want nothing more than to help her. But first, he had to deal with his idiotic son. So, he would speak up, his voice think and deep. "My name is Genghis, I am the sentry for Duskguard. Come with me and I will take you to @Olive, our healer and Queen. My son is trying to stalk you but I promise you that you need not worry. Just proceed as normal, and I will deal with him." 

He would tip his head towards where he knew Olive's den was, lowering his body slightly for two purposes. He was readying himself to do a counter pounce on his tiger cub, but also to show that he had no intentions of harming her.

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^^Two different species of animal saw the little wolf scared and in pain, and registered two different emotions. For the tiger, this little wolf was prey; to be hunted and devoured. But to Genghis, Arcane’s caretaker and “role model,” the fluffer saw an animal that needed assistance. He showed care and compassion where the tiger did not.

His voice was thick and deep, giving Arcane his title, that Arcane hadn’t ever heard before — Sentry. Well, that sounded fancy, didn’t it? And then, the Sentry began to call him out on his stalking habits.

He lifted his head, and made eye contact with Genghis with a not-so-innocent look on his face.

And then it suddenly occurred to Arcane what he’d just been called. My son, the Sentry had said. He blinked, ears flickering forward as he stared over at Genghis, as if looking at him under a new light.



Which was soon followed by a look of sheer confusion.

He sat down, allowing Genghis to escort the prey little wolf to Olive’s den while he sat and thought about this..

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