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relieved phox took the nebulous answer at face value and pushed no further, arcturus fell silent as he padded alongside the silver-haired crusader. he offered only a smile of amusement at phox's mannerly joke -- certainly, redhawks could be stubborn themselves, though arcturus had yet to experience such obstinacy in the flesh (give him time).

he remained quiet until phox tasked him with the question of how wraen had come into his life. it occured to arcturus that the sovereign had a strange penchant for showing up when things were chaotic -- she was the calm water in arcturus' restless sea -- the unmovable stone to his whirling hurricane life. "i was young when i met her," he reflected, his brow scrunching -- "maybe a little over a year.." a lifetime ago! "there was some trouble at home, so i just followed an elk herd until i was too tired to do anything else. while i was resting, she approached me." he could not put into words how she had made him feel -- she had made him think in ways he did not think possible. "but as you know, it would be a year and some months yet before i became a firebird. we would meet at the crag sometimes. she would tell me stories." he smiled, for these memories were something he treasured. "how about you -- you are family, right?"