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PostPosted: Tue Apr 18, 2017 7:51 pm    Post subject:  Reply with quote

The look on her face as she realized that he couldn't speak caused his ears to droop a little, even though he averted his gaze.  He could relate, it was a very lonely and frustrating thing to not be able to communicate with anyone. There was so much that he wanted to say but no way for him to communicate it.  Well, he could try to write it out, but that wasn't very effective either.  He would've vastly preferred more than just yes or no questions as well.  Especially since he wanted to communicate to her the danger that she could be in too.  But what was a mute tiger to do?

However, when she would become stubborn about continuing to walk on her own, he had to admit he was a little bit amused with the way that she fanned out her tails and pulled herself up in order to show just how capable of walking she was.  An amused huff left him, ruffling her fur a little bit.  He wouldn't have considered her a burden in the least, but if she preferred to be walking anyways and be stubborn, he wasn't one to argue with her.  And not just because he was mute.  

So he would simply nod when she asserted that she was fine and began to lead the way.  He had no destination in mind so it wasn't a problem just to follow behind the smaller creature.  Really should have been making a plan, finding out what civilizations might be near, if only he could've asked.  

Although the question about his collar and her following question regarding it would prompt another deep grumble to roll from his chest as he shook his head.  The collar had been bespelled so he couldn't get it off, only another could.  Thankfully not just the witch, but anyone but him.  Again he scratched at it, a little whine in his throat before continuing behind her.  

However, at least there would be a distraction when she mentioned that she was hungry.  Ears flickered a bit, the thought about food causing his own stomach to rumble as well and he huffed.  What could there be to eat around there?  Then there was a question about his name and he nodded in answer, with a slight eye roll.  Of course he had a name.  But going along with the subject, he tilted his head questioningly, while taking a sniff of the air.  

While keeping an ear turned to her, he took in all the smells he could, trying to find something to lead them to.  Perplexed at a smell that he caught, he almost thought it too good to be true.  Ears pricked upwards as his eyes widened and he looked towards the source, up the riverbank. It smelled like cooking food....  

With a gesture of his head in the direction he smelled the food, he took off that way, only stopping to make sure whether or not she would follow him.
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PostPosted: Tue Apr 18, 2017 8:02 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

She had her pride to think about after all. She might be down and out and all alone but she would not succumb repeatedly to her agony. No that would be for later, for now it meant moving forward even if she personally didn't want too. Her heart hurt but not as much as it could if she just laid around wallowing. Knowing that her time to grief would only continue as the day moved, Asami understood how it was supposed to be. Staying still right now wasn't an option.

Asking more questions only temporarily solved her thoughts but his response about the collar was almost like a hint. As if he couldn't remove it himself. He did lack opposable thumbs. Something she did have when she felt like it. "I could-" she thought before stopping and feeling her stomach complain again. Distracting her mind further until he gave her a eye roll about the name question. Wrinkling her nose up at him, it wasn't as if she knew what it was. Unless his collar had a nametag, he was going to have to figure out a way to tell her. Otherwise she would name him something that he probably wouldn't like, though that still may not stop her.

His nose lifted to smell the air and she plunked her rear right to the ground. Watching and wondering if he could find something, she was curious to see his abilities at work. After all while she was a kitsune it was clear that he was some strange sort of animal. Something she rarely dealt with even on the farm. Cattle and horses weren't good examples to watch considering she was decently carnivorous but she'd never turn down fruit either. Vegetables were another story entirely.

Without having to wait too long, he made his motion towards something and Asami made herself get  up. Stumbling once or twice before she began to weave in and out between his front legs like a kitten. "Is there something to eat, is it close?" She asked surprisingly agile enough not to cause him to trip creating the known knowledge that she was an expert at her motions between feet. Although she usually only contended with two feet and not four. "Maybe there is another village nearby with fresh milk and bread. Oh I do love some bread." Asami hummed eagerly continuing to weave in and out, "Why I'm sure I could convince someone to feed me. I am quite lovely after all."
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PostPosted: Tue Apr 18, 2017 8:43 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

He was able to understand about her wanting to retain her pride.  She had lost so much, that keeping her pride, keeping  that kind of thing for herself really only made sense, so he could respect that.   And at least he seemed to be relaying some of his points across, regarding the collar anyways.  When she had begun to speak but cut herself off, he would've given her a questioning look, curious as to what she had been about to say.  But she seemed more distracted otherwise.  Being hungry could do that to someone.  

While he was sniffing the air for food, he did have to wonder what she ate.  Himself of course could eat vegetables and fruit and the like, but he did have a preference for meat when he was in this form.  But he didn't know much about kitsunes of course, either than they were related to foxes in appearance so he had to wonder how similar they were.  

Once he did find a trail to follow, he did have to admit to being amused when she began to follow him and started to weave between his legs while he was leading the way there. At her question to him regarding if he'd found something to eat and if it was close, he would nod his head to her and gestured with his head again.  He watched the way that she moved with amusement, and glad to see with how she had been hurt that she was still capable of that kind of movement.  As she would then go on about another village being nearby with milk and bread, he blinked a little, listening with a slightly tilted head.  An amused huff left him and he would've laughed if he could when she stated that she was sure she could convince someone to feed her.  Confident little critter she was, although he could see why she might think that.

Maybe if the circumstances had been different, he would've been in a playful mood and done something to show that, but his heart still weighed too heavily to do anything light hearted.  But at least he could enjoy her company for the now.  Who knew how long until they parted ways?   He'd be fine then, he had been on his on a lot before his imprisonment and it might be nice to not have to worry about another for awhile after... her... But for now, they were working together.

Walking steadily until they came upon that of a campsite, made clear of that because there was a campfire in the midst of a couple logs, dragged over to sat on with a tent nearby.  Sitting in front of the fire was a couple fish on sticks, set up in order to cook while whoever owned the equipment went off to do whatever it was that they were doing.  And looking for them, he would sniff the air once more, seeking out the owners.  Now if he could've used his voice, he would have tried to talk to them and negotiate food and help.... but in this form with no voice, he would have to likely just scare them away.

Or maybe they could eat their fill before they returned...  That was worth a try.  He looked to Asami then back to the campfire, before he headed over and snagged a fish, beginning to chew on it although careful of the stick it rested on. Watching to see if she would follow suit.  Either way, he was going to work on eating what he could while sharing it with her.

However it would be as they were eating that the people who owned the campsite returned. The crunch of a foot on the dirt as they approached would cause the tiger to freeze, a fish hanging out of his mouth as he looked up with wide, puzzled blue eyes towards the source of the sound.  He hoped that it was Asami, but it would not be that lucky.  The person was carrying firewood in their arms and just as he laid eyes on the man, the man laid eyes on him.  The man froze, obviously surprised and even frightened to see the wild animals that were in his camp.  Dropping the wood with a clatter, his mouth gaped open and he tried to thin fast.  Although he didn't want to harm anyone, he though it maybe best if he simply scared the man away.

So with a deep, threatening growl, the tiger dropped the front half of his body down, slurping in the rest of the fish as his eyes narrowed and his lips pulled up to reveal his toothy maw. 'Go, just go and don't try to fight!' He silently prayed, not wanting trouble, even if his stance spoke the other way.
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PostPosted: Wed Apr 19, 2017 5:54 am    Post subject: Reply with quote

It was almost as if her stomach applauded his findings with the audible gurgle it made. The smell of fresh food was enough to make her mouth water even while her mind was highly questioning the campsite. Evidently growing up around humans all her life, she was aware of what was considered good and unruly behavior. She knew stealing, even if it was unattended too was wrong but the hungry part of herself, really couldn’t have cared. Still she was cautious as she followed into the campsite, looking around and daring to sniff at the ground in case she might have had an ounce of luck to maybe know who it was. Although she couldn’t put together who she would know that would go camping. It was apparent the being who was here was close by enough to suggest that they wouldn’t worry about their food burning, which should add a haste to their feet.

Again her belly protested until she finally looked towards the stripped one and him happily devouring what he could. Hesitation reigned, ears turning all the way around and back again Asami exhaled gently. Her better judgment clicked in, “We shouldn’t steal.” She mused which would probably be scoffed at. While she wasn’t sure where he came from and was prisoner in, he struck her as the sort that didn’t care too heavily about making sure he was safe himself. Asami in comparison was a pet, babied by humans possibly making her seem soft in comparison. Even if she wanted to devour a good piece, she couldn’t.

Sighing a little, the small creature scurried carefully forward to investigate the scene a little further. Looking for something that might point them in a direction; she disappeared behind the makeshift tent looking for well anything. Brush rustled forcing her to squish up against the tent, only to mutter a curse. She could only see the large feline from her point of view but her ears told her the camper had returned. Thoughts whirled as she chewed on her lip, sighing before the shake of her head. A calming breath came in short before she finally gave way to the petite form. Granted she wasn’t capable of illusionary magic like her species was known to possess, she didn’t want the feline to attack the human. Nor the human to attack him.  Tails fwipped behind her as her form shifted and altered until the white pelt became a vision of whitish blonde hair; the thick tails still sprouted from her back as the ears pinned tight against her skull almost blending into the soft tresses.

Once her frame fully fledged out, Asami smoothed her skirt out carefully picking herself off the ground to peek her head out from behind the tent. The man was scared naturally with a great big beast looking immensely threatening. Not a good situation to be in. “Hullo?” Gentle was her tone as the woman standing a neat five foot seven, drew the human’s line of sight. Of course, the moment he spotted her, he balked but didn’t seem to run. At least not yet. Granted she was keeping her lower half still behind the tent so he wouldn’t be too freaked out but the multitude of tails. “I am so sorry, I didn’t realize there were others out here. My friend here just couldn’t resist the smell of your fish.” Laughing sweetly as she gave her head a sheepish rub, his brows raised.

“That’s a tiger.” He put flatly as she schooled her expression not to betray her confusion of the name. “In the forest…. Eating my food… with you?” He seemed equally confused.

“Well you know, he is a wild animal. I can’t control him a hundred percent. There’s worse thing to run into out here though,” Asami put flatly quirking her tone up at the end as if to openly wonder and instill a bit of doubt into him. “It is the forest, after all.” Glancing back to the big cat, lips pressed tightly. “If you want you could try to take it back.”

“No, no no. That’s okay.” Shaking his head hastily disliking the idea wholly, the man pressed the heel of his palm to his brow. “What are you doing out here.”

“I live here.” Asami lied expertly, “What are you doing here. I mean do you realize how dangerous this place is, wild tigers and worse. Really, I think you might want to consider leaving.” Eyes grew wider if that was possible, “I’ve heard there is centaurs in the area and I don’t know if you heard but they get especially cranky around this time of year. It might be a clever idea to you know… leave. I was thinking we were going to as well,” Looking back at the feline, Asami gave a shooing motion. “Again, sorry for the fish but you know… centaurs. Very dangerous, should leave. Like… right now.  Better safe than sorry.” Eyes darted left and right before she sucked herself back completely behind the tent twiddling her thumbs a little fiendishly.

“W-wait who-“ He called as Asami gave a mightly leap forward, disappearing back into the brush less he see the truth of her form, her leg still hurt but it was far more feasible to deal with in her usual form. She wouldn’t stop moving until she was sure they were a good mile or so away before exhaling loudly and reaching upwards to the sky. Stretching and fanning out the many tails, the young kitsune promptly flopped backwards into the pile of her tails and cuddled into them.

“You live too dangerously.” She chided the tiger giving him a narrowed eye, “You can’t steal from humans, not unless you want them to try and stab you. They aren’t that nice.”
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PostPosted: Wed Apr 19, 2017 2:49 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

Normally he wasn't one to steal but when your choice was between starving and stealing, he would do what was necessary.  And despite the fact that he was moving alright for what could be seen, the truth was he wasn't in any condition to be going to run down any prey right now and he had no idea where to get any wild food from...  And as she spoke about how they shouldn't steal, he could only give a little shrug in reply.  He couldn't voice that he wouldn't have if he had any choice, but as it was, this was the situation.  

A soft snort left him as he saw her begin to explore the campsite while he ate and made it pretty clear that she wasn't going to eat any of it there. Maybe she didn't like fish?  He wasn't sure, but she did seem to have come from a pretty cushy life.  It was easy to forego stealing when one wasn't starving, not that he thought it bad that she wasn't.  

And of course when the man came back to his campsite, as he had hoped he wouldn't quite so quickly, he had to try and keep him from going after them.  But it seemed that Asami had a different manner of dealing with it rather than coming across as threatening.  As the woman stood where he could have sworn the kitsune had gone, he blinked in surprise himself.  It was startling for certain to see this, but as he caught her scent and she spoke about him being her friend the dots connected quickly.  This woman was the kitsune!  He blinked at her again while his growling faded away and he listened to her speaking to the guy.

His head tilted a little, ears twitching and swiveling as she spun her tale for the man.  He couldn't help but to give a little huff of amusement.  So she was against stealing but she wasn't against lying?  Interesting being she was so far.  Settling his haunches to the ground he would sit down to observe this going on, tail sweeping across the dirt in a slow arc, eyes showing amusement.

When she would make  a shooing motion with her hands a soft snort came from him, but he figured he might as well go along with it.  She was handling the situation quite well overall and pulling himself up to his feet he began to move, following hte direction that she took and breaking out into a run to try and keep up with her.  His ribs still hurt but at least if he lengthened out his stride it wasn't too difficult.  

Once she stopped and flopped into a pile of her tails, he loped to a stop and looped around to face her as she began to chide him.  This produced another snort from him, but she probably wouldn't get why he did.  It wasn't like he felt he had much choice, but would she have understood even if he could have communicated it?  He didn't know.  Standing near her he gave a little toss of his head to throw to her a fish that he had snagged from the campsite.  It flopped in the dirt in front of her, before he would lower himself to the ground and lay there as he eyed her. Maybe if he was the one who stole it, she would be more willing to eat it.

Now that he knew she could turn into a humanoid form and had opposable thumbs, he was trying to figure out how to get her to try and remove his collar.  Tail flickering patiently he watched her intently, those intelligent eyes reflecting a depth of thought before he decided to just give it a try.  If she didn't understand, then he would just have to keep trying, but better to attempt it, then not and never have her understand.

Lifting a paw, his claws came out and he would scratch at the silver metal, pulling and tugging on it with an inquisitive growl coming from his throat.  Please let her understand the request...
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PostPosted: Wed Apr 19, 2017 3:34 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

Stretching warmly out in the fan of her own fluff, the kitsune sat up suddenly with the sound of the feline huffing at her. She noted how he had done it once already at the campsite when she spoke about not stealing, so hearing again she kept her ears erect while shaking a finger at him. "No stealing, there are other ways of getting food. I am sure being as clever as I am, something can turn up." A long wavy fan of the brilliant bushy tails swayed back and forth, the deep clear eyes watched him move around. Only to gasp at the fish that was thrown at her. Lips pursed and she gave the damn thing a flick back. "You eat it. I will fend for myself." Oh she'd find something probably to eat even if she was hunger, her morals just wouldn't let her eat something that came from someone else's hard work. They were thieves. Well he was, she wasn't.

With a smooth sway did the tails move forward to lay in her lap. Fingers preening and smoothing them out tenderly in a calm embrace, the bright hues of her clothing did well to compliment her appearance. "I didn't find any map or something though, sadly. I was hoping he'd have something of use. Maybe I could go back and trick him to tell me." Naturally her mind thought of tricking as normal. She wasn't nearly as devious as some kitsunes could be but she could not deny she enjoyed teasing or trying to outsmart another being. Human or not, she was a sly fox. Just young and untrained. Snapping her fingers and clicking her tongue it was moments like these that she wished she knew how to use illusions to her own desires. But she lacked that knowledge and thusly had to be more creative not to give away the plethora of tails and pointed ears.

Rattling drew her line of sight, clicking her tongue again did the woman turn to face that of the feline. The one the man called a tiger. "Must you be so n- Hmmm?" He was scratching at that infernal collar again. It was probably horribly itchy and dry around his neck. A terrible thing really and it was quite ugly considering she assumed he was suppose to be some being of incredibly beauty. Just his pelt was dirty and haggard and he seemed run down. Yeah, he needed work. "You are a dirty thing,  you realize this yes?" Asami leaned forward as he looked at her and growled. "By the way, I never did tell you my name. I am Asami. My mama named me, after morning beauty. A fitting name, do you not think?" Maybe she was a little self absorbed but really she had beauty to spare. Even without being a kitsune, surely she would be a lovely being.

"Oh that damnable thing is so annoying, and clearly you want it off. And who wouldn't? I mean look at it, the gaudiness is just deplorable really. You're captor has terrible taste in more ways that one!" shifting to her knees, tender fingers reached forward to grab the collar. A curious thing as it was quite smooth and her first thought was it had no way of opening, but a small grove suggested otherwise. "Mhmm," She hummed sweetly inching a little closer until she was nearly pressed to his large frame; the kitsune licked her lip and worked her tongue until the damn thing popped open. "There we be, sweet freedom from this drab thing is yours." Leaning back taking the collar with her until she shut it back up and spun it around her finger balancing its weight for a moment, the smug smirk on her face was gentle. "Let's call that somewhat even, shall we?"
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PostPosted: Wed Apr 19, 2017 4:18 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

Another shrug was given when she turned down the fish.  He was trying to be kind towards her, but if she truly didn't want to eat it and to fend for herself, well he would allow her to have her wish.  In an instant the fish was gone, slurped down with a simple motion.  So far he hadn't eaten much, but at least the small amount was enough to keep him going a little better.  

Again he would find amusing that her mind turned to trickery so easily and yet turned down food solely for the fact that he took it.  But still silently he listened to her speaking about a map or such.  A map would be a useful idea for certain, at least for her since she could hold it in her hands.  He likely would accidentally shred such a thing in this form.  While it held power and some advantages certainly, he sorely missed having opposable thumbs.

Which was why he so dearly wanted to be rid of the collar, the symbol of his captivity and enslavement.  Another light snort came to her reaction about him being noisy, but he had no other way of communicating his desires.  And it was indeed itchy and a great many other things.  At being called a dirty thing, a light woof left him in reply and he cocked one eyebrow, as if to say, if only she knew.  Another tilt of his head came when she continued to talk, telling him what her name was.  Amusement sparkled a little in his eyes at her apparent conceit, but then again, she was a kitsune.  A fox.  They weren't exactly known for humility.  As long as she wasn't so self absorbed that she missed his hints altogether.  He did have to admit she was a lovely young woman certainly, exotic in appearance most likely to those around where she had grown up.  Not quite as much from his homeland, but still different enough to invoke a curiosity, if he didn't have many more things to be concerned about.

To her comments regarding him wanting it off, he would give a nod and snorted in comment to her thoughts about it being gaudy.  The witch certainly wouldn't have liked her words, and that amused him a little to think about her being irritated by the kitsune.  Anything that would've brought the one who tormented him irritation amused him.  But as Asami began to search around the collar for a way to open it, gratitude flooded into the deep blue gaze as a soft but deep sound, almost like a purring sound vibrated his throat.  He made certain to stay still despite the anxiousness that swirled in his stomach, excited and more than ready to have the collar off.  

The moment it came off, disbelief was his first feeling... was it really off, really gone?  Second came the unadulterated joy of freedom that burst into his chest and immediately he stood up and shook his head and body before he began to change.  Finally!  Right before her eyes, his form shimmered, like that of the full moon's light running through his body from nose to tail tip as his transformation began.  A smooth  and flowing metamorphisis occured as where the maltese colored tiger had stood, a male humanoid now did.

"You... have my deepest and most grateful thanks, Asami," His gently smooth voice purred out like a kind of deep silk, "Finally I'm rid of that accursed object.... My name is Zyrio."  Deep blues blinked at her from behind square frames, his tone clearly earnest in it's honesty of how much he appreciated what she had done for him.  He stood at about 6 and a half feet tall, a slender but toned frame that had the same sort of sleekness his feline form did.  His hair was a medium blue with highlights of the same grey-blue of his tiger pelt, which matched the striped tiger's ears that peeked from out of his hair and the tail that swayed gently behind him. His left ear had a single piercing while his right had two, one matching the left ear and a bar through the upper area in two places.  Wearing a soft green, sleeveless shirt that clung to his form and blue slack-like pants held up by a belt/  Stretching out his arms and legs in a languid fashion, his face turned up towards the sunlight as a small, quiet smile touched his lips.  Complicated emotions behind the same eyes as the tiger's.
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One could colour her a few different shades of surprised when the collar came off. What she expected she wasn't really sure but this wasn't even in the top three. Not even considering the fact that she basically did the same thing, Asami gaped in a slack stare as the feline became that of a being. He seemed decent enough although she would say he still needed a good wash down considering; the kitsune promptly shoved her hands into her lap. Letting the collar in turn fall into it as well while she shut her mouth gently. "I would think so." She replied carefully though one could tell her words were not hostile or self indulgent. Rather they were gentle and evident that she was not sure how to articulate her thoughts correctly.

Although she did notice that he again dwarfed her. Was she doomed to be forever small in everything, what a world she lived in. A great big world!

"Zyrio?" Repeating the name curiously with a wiggle of an ear, the kitsune raised a slow brow not sure if she was keen on his name or not. Well she had no idea what it meant and from what she understood, names had meaning. At least that was how she was taught, suppose it really didn't matter now did it? "Yes well uh, hello then," Clearing her throat Asami pressed her lips. Her thoughts became wild and concentrated all at once.

"Well since you are now capable of speaking instead of grunting, you-" Asami momentarily bristled before her hands smoothed back the fuzzy tails. "You have a lot to answer for now. I mean I could kind of forgive you for the state of my wellbeing when you were but a cat with no voice, but now... now-" Emotion welled and silenced in a hard swallow. "You realize my home is gone because of... that thing. Whatever it was, people I loved are dead and I've been left to suffer my loneliness now because you were in the communal barn and that thing!" Asami cuffed a hand out suddenly, "Came in. By the way you had a collar and you seemed incredibly hesitate to fight it initially I can put enough together to know it was after you. Do you-" Snapping her jaws then falling weak she dropped her head to let the curtain of hair cover her face. "You took it from me." She whispered so softly that it could be totally forgotten as being spoken.
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It wasn't a great shock when Asami would be surprised at his transformation really, considering that he hadn't been able to communicate in any way that he was anything but a great beast.  Well beyond the intelligence that he displayed, but that didn't necessarily mean something that could change forms either.  Her slack jawed stare illicited a soft chuckle from him in a gentle sort of amusement. Although he would have had to agree that he needed a chance to get clean. Smoke and such still smudged him, so given the chance, he would have gotten himself cleaned up.  

Zyrio nodded to questioning tone of her repeating his name.  He really couldn't help but to be enjoying his freedom currently. It had been so long since he had been able to go without that damnable collar, so long since he was his own person again.  Slender fingers lifted to brush over the skin of his neck almost in disbelief of the missing shackle.  However, all of those feelings, wouldn't last long as they gave away to sorrow when she began to speak about her home and what had happened the night before.  

Those expressive blue eyes turned to her, and they became filled with so much sadness for her, sorrow and regret for the fact that he had been the catalyst of what occurred.  If he had, had any idea that it was going to happen  the way it did, he would not have tried to hide within the barn of her village...

"I... " He inhaled deeply before his gaze shifted away as a profound sense of shame filled his chest, "I have no words to express how sorry I am that my presence caused you such sorrow. I know nothing I can say or do will make things better." Lifting his hand he combed back the bangs that shadowed his forehead, sighing softly.  "But I am... sorry, that is.  I did not think that she would send an entire pack of them... usually it's only a couple.  But this time..." Shaking his head, when he spoke about the one who had held him captive, it was clear that he held a deep resentment and disgust for them.  "An entire pack..."

"If I had known..." Crouching down, he kneeled on the ground then, shaking his head again. "If only I had known, I wouldn't have let it happen..." He bit lightly on his lower lip. "But I'm sure that's no comfort to you. I'm so sorry Asami."  

He could've tried to brush his blame off and entirely blame it onto the witch who had pursued him, after all, it wasn't him who had sent the violent beings after him.  He really hadn't known that an entire pack would be pursuing him either.  And anyone else in his shoes likely would've done the same.   But he didn't do that because he truly did feel terrible for the part he played in the destruction and death.  If only he knew what to do now...

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