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A small, rayless thing slithered towards him in the mist, and Vortigern stilled his progress to observe it. At first, there was nothing but its bright eyes to indicate true sentience, until the creature had come close enough for him to perceive a guiltless smile and wriggling tail. He regarded the she-wolf coolly once she had greeted him, the heretic appearing exceedingly relaxed as his dull burgundy eyes swept carefully about her features.

Salutations, brave one, came a gravelly rumble. He was quiet thereafter, suspecting that she had approached for a reason.