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Arric was on border patrol this morning, and he moved towards them with a manic energy. His mind swirling and swishing about his head. Though it was not an unpleasant thought, it was the usual. Things he always thought of.

Though he was thrown from his thoughts by the scent of blood and then another. He frowned and turned towards it, blue eyes on the horizon.

He stopped at the delicate creature that paced their borders, though she was respectful. He gave a soft rumble and moved closer. Blue eyes assessing.

Hello. A deep rumble of a voice curled around her.