Moonspear as the wind guides your paws

@Njord for visibility, referencing this thread

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Following the wolf balancing the golden child on his shoulders was the white knight, if one could recognize his pelt as such a color. Blood tainted his coat in red and pink hues, wounds of varying depth raked along his sides and shoulders, chunks of fur missing from his normally luxurious fur. A knight fresh from the fight, indeed was he, and every bit wanting to lay down and not move again until not a single hair was out of place and the sunset colors were rinsed back to his natural look. His pads were left almost numb and painful from carrying his large frame up a mountain, weary limbs weakened from battle. But he’d promised the girl he’d see her home, and he didn’t intend to lie. 

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He didn’t think anyone could quite carry such a large wolf, and he was a man of honor, or - the battle had definitely made him rethink his previous plans for how he wanted to go forward with his life. Though he did not consider himself much a healer or a warrior in those moments, he wanted to strive for greater abilities to heal and defend. Defend innocent pups like her and that little one who went back to her home elsewhere. 

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Shard found himself inside a pack called Moonspear, invited to recover. But despite his body yearning for rest, he just had to make sure that little pup was back with her mother. He’d promised, made a vow to himself that no matter what happened, she’d end up back in the loving embrace of her mom and dad. She deserved it, though in his opinion, she too fought just as bravely as the men in that fight. 

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So he went restless about the land, searching for the healer's setup or the golden fur of the pup, or anyone who could claim her as a daughter.