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this is kinda sorta a cameo post? feel free to skip me if i slow things down any, pasha is nosy.

Pasha, who had been travelling in the wake of his father's footsteps out towards the border, stumbled across the scene no more than moments before the dark sylph had taken off. He lingered somewhere in the brush, torn between making a full appearance then and there and staying where he was. But when the seconds turned to a painful wait, he realized he could not dawdle any longer and slipped from his post quietly, sidling up alongside of his father wordlessly to survey.

It was at that point that the dark sylph, this healer that had come along to spill all her herbs across the unconscious fellow at their doorstep, chose to return. So caught up in his study of the injured wolf, the she-wolf gave him a start that rattled a growl loose. He stifled it and found his gaze turning to Scimitar, an imploring wonder as to what exactly was going on. Not even back for long and suddenly, madness at the front gate—who would have thought? At this point, however, Pasha presumed they were par for course.