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"From the north, I think.." The boy muttered, abd then looked around for a moment as if to situate himself. It didnt work though. Tryphon was not trained in navigation of any kind, which made this encounter completely random; his belief that the sea had pushed him here was strong, yet carefully guarded.

The more he looked around the more flustered he got, until finally sighing and collapsing his rump to the ground. "I was looking for my mother. Er, one of them. But then I guess She didnt want me." Tryphon's voice was suddenly thin and strained by sadness; such a story would be sad if he were younger, but many children dispersed from their parents earlier than him. It was a difficult lesson for the boy to learn (albeit a familiar one). As his head sank to his paws, the boy muttered a final, brooding sentiment. "Nobody ever wants me."