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His steady stream soon became a slow trickle -- and then, nothing. He shook his leg to dry himself and then brought it back down to the ground. With all four paws firmly planted down, Ar-Khalba took a step forward to continue along his trail. There was much more marking to do, this was only the beginning of what would be a vast empire. However, upon hearing a voice, he came to a halt and turned his head.

A woman. Youthful, but no child. She would soon come of an age that would be of use to Molech.

"Marking," he replied, though he found his explanation to be needless. It was obvious that he was simply doing his duty to anyone who watched. The girl on the other hand... "One could ask the same about you," he muttered, shrugging. "Have you heard Molech's call?"