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Though neither can know, Alarian has struggled similarly with thoughts of Midar since their first meeting. Between his absent memories and thoughts of his encounter with the dark-furred male, he's hardly been able to sleep or think properly. He finds himself wandering instead, avoiding the members of Easthollow — trying desperately to avoid himself, somehow.
He doesn't expect to find the man who has been haunting his thoughts. Not so soon, at least. Midar, He calls out softly from a few yards off, approaching him slowly with his tail swishing. He comes up beside him, halting near the water's edge with his gaze trained out over the water. He glances to Midar only for a moment, studying his expression briefly before he looks away again.