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Antares head snapped upwards, a question in his intense gaze as he looked down on the wayward dove. "The Neve?" He questioned, demanding an answer from her and swiftly. The Neve was where his parents had met, where the Fates had aligned to bring him and his siblings into fruition. It made him curious, it was extremely unlikely that there were multiple places with such a unique name.

"The Palisades to the North." He said quietly after a moment. The lumbering male sat down then, his tail falling limply against the ground. This made him curious; he was unsure of what was happening or why it was the two of them out in the night, but it seemed like there was a reason that they had stumbled across each other.