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After having attempted to join the Firebirds and stay with Wraen, Deku had been filled with an immeasurable loneliness. He had spent night after night thinking of his family – what was left of it – and where they might have ventured. Since then, he had set out in search of Minori and Orochi on his own. It only took him a few months to determine that he did not have the skills required to catch up to them, or to continue tracking them across the great expanse of earth that they had travelled.
 
The starchaser was alone.
 
So, he had made his way back to his home. Originally it had been a means of finding a place that was familiar to him and nothing more. When he had caught the scent of the teekon wilds, he had almost wept with joy. The young man’s legs had not ceased their desperate sprint until he had found himself amid a wood that he remembered. It was there that he paused to catch his breath and turned his nose toward the Firebirds pack, wondering if there was a chance he could find a home there or if he had squandered his only shot.