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Night upon the mountain was settling in slowly. It wasn't like the winter, which seemed to always hold a doom and gloom; and the summer was always bright, at least where he had ventured. Lazarus wondered what the summers would be like in this place — if they would be endless days of light like in the north. He did not wonder long. It was more important to continue his work, to map the terrain and find himself a proper place to rest.

He did not get far along his latest route before a figure popped up before him. It was some ways away and heading closer, and the pale beast paused to watch. When the two of them were close enough Lazarus heard his soft call, but the wolf was not interested. He was much more likely to start a fight with any male he encountered - smelling Amekaze on him made Lazarus thoroughly jealous, and he let out a low rumble as he passed the boy by.