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Pewter gaze narrowed dangerously beneath a furrowed brow as he prowled after the ghostly figure ahead. There was something strange about this pallid youth that drew him in, as most unusual things did. His stride was low and careful, maintaining enough distance that he could just keep her within his sight.

When the presence of another interrupted the spider's pursuit, the dark Velothi's form swept low to the ground. He sucked in a deep breath through flared nostrils, detecting an aroma that he recalled vividly as that of the wolf he'd been seeking. Teinaava's muscles slackened somewhat and, lifting an obsidian lobe, tentatively pressed closer to savour the baritone of Damien's voice.

His heart fluttered at the familiarity of it, even though it was not his own calling that rolled from the Sovereign's tongue.

The girl answered, their focus on one another allowing the raven to creep along the shadowed edge of limestone that towered above. He was reluctant to be found just yet, wanting first to feast his eyes upon this reunion with growing curiosity.