First Encounter { FURY }

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It was a beautiful day, despite the steady approach of winter. The sun shone mightily, and the previous frosty temperatures had risen to about fifty degrees by noon. The sounds of the jungle were noisy at this time of day. Different animals could be heard calling back and forth, and a general hum of noise could be heard. There was a beautiful sound of a bubbling stream that echoed around the trees. There was an overall peace to the place, despite the fact that it was bubbling with activity.

A brown and cream wolf padded slowly through the jungle. She was intrigued--no--absolutely enchanted by the jungle and all of the life that filled it. She had never seen a jungle, much less been in one, and this was an experience that she wouldn't soon forget. Beautiful grey eyes sparkled, looking everywhere around her. She smiled widely. She had only been on the island of Anikira one full day. Her mission on the island was not to stay, but that did not stop her from enjoying every ounce of the island. It was a beautiful place. She was almost sad that she would have to leave it before long.

Sydas, for that is her name, had come to the island with her brother, Kenai. They were not here to stay, though: they were simply looking for someone. Their uncle, Kismet--whom they had always affectionately called big brother--had disappeared over a year ago. It had been two years since they had seen him last. He had never returned home. The two wolves had determined to find him, and had already spent seven month searching for him. Now, Sydas was sure that Kismet was on the island of Anikira, although she didn't know how she was so confident about this.

She and her brother had separated only because it was an island. They could cover more ground separately, and thereby finding their uncle, or not finding him, in a shorter amount of time. Sydas had chosen to start on the accompanying island, and Kenai was starting on the west coast of Anikira. They would meet in the middle, and travel north together.

Sydas's form moved at a slow pace, and every few minutes, she could be heard coughing. Suddenly, her ears pricked eagerly and she turned her head. There! A beautiful robin was perched on a branch, about ten feet away. Sydas smiled widely, and trotted over slowly.

Hello there! she called as she approached.

The robin jumped at the sound, and ruffled its feathers in flight. But then it stopped and stared at the wolfess. What do you want? it demanded impatiently. Sydas chuckled lightly, smiling widely at the bird.

Don't be that way, Mr. Robin. I just wanted to chat.

Sydas's grey eyes sparkled with friendliness. The bird ruffled its feathers again, shifting its weight back and forth. It twittered anxiously.

Oh. Well, I see.

May I ask you what the names of these beautiful islands are?

Tas'alea is the one you're standing on, and Anikira is the connecting one....who's your friend?

Sydas jumped slightly. She hadn't heard the approach of pawsteps, being so caught up in the beautiful little bird and her conversation with it. She turned slowly--so as to not frighten the bird--and what she saw made her freeze in her tracks, and sent her heart speeding in terror.

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As Sydas turned around, her actions were frozen half-way, and terror seized her heart. It can't be... The thought of running crossed her mind, but she wouldn't get very far. Her fighting capabilities were decent, but no where near as good as Kenai's. Sydas's mind whirled, trying to figure out how to escape. It was like a nightmare. Once again, she had been talking to a bird...but, how did the canine find her? Had he tracked them all the way to the island, hoping to find her alone? The male took a deep breath. Slowly, cautiously, and screaming with his body language that he was non-threatening, the male stepped out of the vines that had almost hid him. He looked no older than she, and his liquid, light-brown eyes calmed her before he spoke. No. The other brute had definitely been at least five, and had possessed piercing yellow eyes.

I apologize for scaring you, miss. I assure you that I mean no harm, the male said.

His voice was like honey: it was gentle and kind. His eyes held a certain softness to them, and his apology was sincere. Sydas's own grey eyes became soft, losing their hardness. They changed from a dark, stormy grey, to a soft, light grey. She looked back to the bird for a minute, but the robin ignored her. He ruffled his feathers again, and twittered with annoyance.

Don't look at me! You would have never seen the brute if it weren't for me! I'll take the credit for your life, uhh...erm...what's your name?

The little bird peeked down at her, and Sydas laughed merrily out loud, completely forgetting for one second the male who stood a few feet away. When she stopped laughing, she turned back to the wolf, but couldn't keep the wild grin off of her face.

My name is Fury, I am an alpha of a pack called Ultoris that resides on the mainland. May I ask what you are called?

The bird twittered angrily at her, and huffed in annoyance. So rude! he huffed. Sydas kept her focus on Fury, and tried not to laugh again, but her eyes laughed merrily for her. When she spoke, her voice was light and cheerful, and filled with merriment. It was bubbly and sounded almost like a wind chime.

My name is Sydas, Fury. I apologize for laughing, I promise that I wasn't laughing at you. I also apologize for my first reaction, you just looked like someone from my past.

The she-wolf paused briefly, curiosity shining in her eyes. She knew that Kismet would not join a pack, but perhaps this alpha had run into him, as surely as he had run into her?

I am looking for someone, Fury. This may sound odd, but have you come across a male, five years of age, who looks like a Grey wolf in stature, but is snowy white and light grey, with piercing blue eyes?

If this male had come across her uncle, and she didn't ask, she would kick herself for eternity. If he hadn't, then she didn't lose anything by asking. It was a win-win situation really. Sydas smiled warmly at the male; already, she had taken a liking to him. But Sydas would not make any connections on this island. If Kismet was not here, she did not want anything to tie her to the strange and beautiful place.

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Fury could sense the tension disintegrate almost instantaneously, and for this, he was glad. He really hadn't come to fight this young female; he actually hadn't intended on the two having any interactions with one another. Hopefully, their conversation would be quick and easy. He sincerely did not wish to explain why he had been following her because even he did not fully understand it. He knew he was ensuring that she stayed safe, but he didn't know why he cared so much about the livelihood of a stranger he had never spoken to. The brute was also relieved that the female was no longer afraid of him, but the way that that stupid little bird had made some clever remark that he could not decipher which had sent the chocolatey colored canine into merry laughter slightly irked the male. Were they making fun of him? If so, he had no problem with turning around and marching right out of the jungle to return to his pack. Well, actually, he wasn't so sure he could leave the pretty femme alone even if she was disrespecting him. This entire situation was strange to him, but his face still showed his annoyance regarding the bird's presence and her laughter.

Quickly though, the female had introduced herself and apologized for both laughing and for her terror when she had first spotted him. The annoyance vanished from the brute's dark colored face, and kindness returned once more. "It is wonderful to meet you, Sydas. You are forgiven, but I think I should be the one apologizing for sneaking up on you like that. I didn't mean to startle you," he replied in a slightly embarrassed tone. Now that the two wolves were on the same page, he took two steps closer to close some of the distance between them. That way, they could exchange a few words without needing to shout across the small clearing. There were still a few feet between them though, so the situation wouldn't be awkward or too informal. Next, Fury turned to the robin that was perched on one of the tree branches and glared at him for a moment with an indifferent expression on his face. He didn't want to be disrespectful, but he was pretty sure the little bird was making some kind of inappropriate comments about the Alpha.

Turning back to Sydas, he listened carefully to the description she told him about the wolf she was searching for. He took a moment to search his memory for a canine with that image, but he knew he had never seen someone like that. He shook his head while he said, "No, I haven't seen him. I hope you find him soon, though. I know what it's like to be away from someone you care about." His eyes showed understanding, but hidden inside was a broken heart. He hadn't seen a glimpse of his mother or sisters in almost a year. The pain still remained inside of him, but he had never dared to share his past with any wolf he met on Anikira. Sure, he trusted his packmates, but not enough to tell them his deepest, darkest secrets. He feared that he never would trust anyone enough to share his regrets and shady childhood memories with, but he would rather stay silent than share the information with the wrong wolf. Returning to the present, Fury looked the female in her beautiful silvery grey eyes and asked in a concerned voice, "I don't mean to intrude on your business, but why in the world is a stunning female like you all alone in Kal'dyne? It's much too dangerous here to be wandering around on your own." He remained as respectful as possible, but concern rained heavily in his voice. Perhaps she wasn't aware of the bloodthirsty creatures who were practically waiting for her to make a mistake, so they could snatch up an easy meal. As far as Fury could tell, she was new to Anikira all together, so this was still a possibility.

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When Sydas turned to the male to introduce herself, she saw the annoyance glittering in his eyes. His eyes had changed from a milky, light brown, to a dark, orange-brown. This change intrigued her greatly, as she had never seen the slight color change in anyone's eyes, and was unaware that her own grey eyes did the same. However, as soon as her apology has escaped her smiling lips, his eyes instantly changed back to the soft, light-brown color. The annoyance dissipated in mere seconds, and kindness returned to the male quickly. He forgave her, and then again reiterated that it was really his fault and apologized again. Sydas smiled graciously, allowing him to apologize to her once again, and immediately forgave him.

Of course, Fury. Don't worry about frightening me. I assure you that it was mostly the color of your fur, not the fact that you snuck up on me, that terrified me so. Sydas's voice dropped slightly, becoming soft and gentle, as the male closed the space between them so they wouldn't need to yell. Her eyes sought his, shining with sincerity, as she reassured him. It's really okay.

The male looked toward the robin, who was still annoyed by Sydas's laughter at his sudden sputtering and claiming credit for her life. Fury glared slightly at the bird, and even though his face held an indifferent expression, Sydas was fairly sure that she understood his previous annoyance. He thought that the bird was saying something about him that he didn't like--whatever that might be.

Dear me, what did I say? I didn't think he could understand me as you do, ermm..Sisdis?

Fury looked at Sydas then, and listened to her description of her uncle. As he thought for a moment, Sydas sent the robin a discreet signal that Fury did not understand him, but that he should leave if he valued his life. This male seemed kind to her, but she was quite perceptive. She knew that most wolves saw birds as prey, when possible, and she also knew that this Fury's patience wasn't very tolerant of the little red bird. If the bird said to much more to the chocolate she-wolf, he might lose his patience and kill the bird. The bird saw her, and randomly flew off in the middle of Fury's next words.

No, I haven't seen him. I hope you find him soon, though. I know what it's like to be away from someone you care about.

If only you knew the half of it... Sydas thought sadly. Rarely did the she-wolf ever feel sad, because of her bubbly, optimistic personality. And while she remained optimistic about Kismet, she couldn't help the doubt that had touched her mind. It had only just begun, but she knew that it was only a matter of time before it took hold of her. She would, of course, never stop searching until she found him, dead or alive, but the doubt would begin to break down her mind until she lost all of her bubbly, optimistic attitude.

This thought alone scared the female, for she feared what she might become in such a situation. But there was something else that made her sad at this moment. And it was her loneliness. She simply missed her uncle desperately, and every day that she spent searching, without finding him, made the sadness grow. It also didn't help that she was away from Kenai. Her brother was her rock: he balanced her perfectly. They were made for each other. He was her best friend, and would be for eternity. And that was one reason why Sydas had never even thought of a mate. Because she had everything she needed in her brother. Or so she thought. She didn't know the intimacy of love, the joy of pups. She had always dreamed of pups, and her four young siblings had only amplified that dream. But now, her top--and only--priority was to find her beloved uncle.

Sydas noticed the sadness which entered the male's eyes as he said that he knew how she felt, and the faraway look that accompanied. Maybe he really did know...After only a few moments, however, he returned to the present, and his eyes stared into hers. A light of something filled his eyes, and he queried her in a concerned but respectful tone.

I don't mean to intrude on your business, but why in the world is a stunning female like you all alone in Kal'dyne? It's much too dangerous here to be wandering around on your own.

Sydas smiled sheepishly at the male. She had heard the calls of predators in the area, but she had disregarded the sounds as she traversed over the island. If they came to close, she could persuade them out of killing her. Or, at least, she had done it multiple times in other places, and she was very fast and cunning if she couldn't. She was impressed by the complete stranger's concern for her, but she ignored his compliment, simply acting as if he had just spoken her name in its place.

To be perfectly honest, Fury, I only arrived on the mainland yesterday afternoon. My brother, Kenai, and I are searching for our uncle. He disappeared two years ago from our home and never returned. We have been searching for about seven months, as our travels were delayed a year due to certain circumstances. When I saw Anikira on the horizon from the Cape, we swam across. We split up as your island isn't so huge, to search the east west, and south. We will be meeting up the day after tomorrow to search the north together, as it is more dangerous up there. The reason that I am on this side is because it is safer here. There are no packs on Tas'alea, I believe? We do not have time to scout any of the packs to check for safety, so that is why my brother will accompany me north.

Sydas responded quickly. She wasn't curt, or short; she was simply informative. Her eyes still held a sheepish look, and her tone was friendly. However, she revealed much more to this wolf than she had originally intended, and this caused her last sentence to be cut short so that it appeared that she wanted to say more and didn't. She regained control of her tongue. No connections. No strings. No ties.

Despite her natural personality, she could not afford to make friends with anyone. She needed zero reasons that would make her question whether or not to stay.

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Fury sighed with relief when Sydas assured him that everything was okay now, and that the only thing that had frightened her in the first place was his similarities to a wolf from the past. He nodded politely in response, grateful that all of the misunderstandings had been cleared up. The only resemblance of tension that remained was that between the brute and the annoying little robin. Fury did not have any problem with other wildlife creatures in general, but this one kept ruffling it's feathers and twittering constantly like the nuisance he was. Although he could not understand what the smaller animal was trying to say, he had a strange premonition that he was talking smack about the Alpha.

In the middle of his sentence, the angry little bird took flight and disappeared within the foliage. Finally, we can have some peace, he thought to himself, greatly pleased with the bird's exit. He would never say such a thing out loud, though - especially to this female who seemed to be friends with the rude creature.

The sadness and grief that filled the femme's eyes next was heart wrenching. The brute watched sympathetically as her light grey eyes momentarily reflected hues of a darker, stormier color. Right now, Sydas seemed cheerful and happy, but Fury could tell that beneath this layer of bubbliness lied a knot of sadness that was clearly caused by the absence of the male she was searching for. The Ultoris wolf longed to reach out to the other canine and comfort her by reassuring her that she would find the snowy white Grey male soon, but he didn't dare to do so. Instead, he uttered eight words that were truly sincere, yet business-like in nature:

"I will keep an eye out for him."

The black brute listened thoughtfully about Sydas's travels. He was surprised that she had told a total stranger so much information about her future plans, but at least that meant she trusted him now. When the brown femme was finished, Fury smiled, impressed with the effort she and her brother were putting in to find their uncle. "No, there are no packs that reside in this area. Good luck with your search, I truly hope you are right that he is on Anikira. If you are ever in need of a safe place to sleep while you move north, you are welcome in my territory, Aleru, to replenish yourselves briefly," he answered her kindly, his last statement containing full seriousness and sincerity. He paused for a moment, thinking over his next words thoroughly. "And, Sydas, if you and your brother decide to remain on the continent permanently, there is an always open spot for you within Ultoris's ranks," he announced to the female warmly, hoping she would consider her offer. Of course, she and Kenai would still need to prove themselves worthy and capable of joining the pack, but that could be discussed at a later time.

Considering this possibility, Fury came across the discovery that speaking to other species was indeed a useful skill that could assist his pack in many ways. He was always devising ways for Ultoris to become stronger and more powerful, and Sydas's talents could be an ingredient for this strength. Plus, though he tried to deny it, the brute had started to become fond of the sweet femme. She was very optimistic and friendly, which was quite admired by the Arctic male. "How exactly were you communicating with that bird earlier?" he asked curiously. It was quite interesting to him that she could understand the meaning behind the annoying tweets that were pointless and meaningless to him. Maybe it was a natural talent that she had been born with, or maybe someone had taught her bird language or something. What ever it was, Fury was intrigued and wanted to know more.

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Fury's relief at the robin's departure was visible. He relaxed, and Sydas commanded his full attention. She wasn't sure whether or not he had caught her moment of despair and depression, as he had not been paying full attention when her eyes had first darkened. However, the male, in a very gentlemanly fashion, promised to keep an eye out for her uncle. Sydas was instantly touched. A tear momentarily formed in each eye. She smiled warmly at the brute. Her grey eyes darkened to a dark grey once more, but this time sadness did not hide in them. Her eyes were filled with gratitude as the two tears slowly slid down her cheeks. Thank you, she thought, hoping he would hear her. She knew that it was impossible, no wolf could hear another's thoughts, but at the same time, she fervently wished for this male to know how grateful she was for his compassion. The moment quickly passed, though, and her grey eyes returned to their light, bubbly color, as she described her and Kenai's travels. She clamped her mouth shut at the end, confused as to why she had shared so much with the male. He was a complete stranger! She had never done such a thing, despite how trusting she was. And it wasn't because she didn't trust him, for she already did, but because she could not afford to make any connections whatsoever. He smiled easily at her, seemingly impressed with her and Kenai's effort.



No, there are no packs that reside in this area. Good luck with your search, I truly hope you are right that he is on Anikira. If you are ever in need of a safe place to sleep while you move north, you are welcome in my territory, Aleru, to replenish yourselves briefly. Fury paused, and then said, in a warm, inviting tone, And, Sydas, if you and your brother decide to remain on the continent permanently, there is an always open spot for you within Ultoris's ranks.



His words were kind, but his voice was completely sincere. Sydas smiled at him warmly. Well, at least I know of a safe place to rest before we leave, Sydas thought with relief. They hadn't rested since she had injured herself, and she was beginning to feel very weak. She doubted that she would join his pack, as she knew how Kismet felt about packs. And she would follow Kismet wherever he went, if they found him on Anikira. After they found him, he would be so relieved to see them that convincing him to return home would be easy. If he needed a little convincing, they could always subtly mention the pain that Eclipse and Seth were going through, especially Eclipse. He wouldn't be able to say no, although Sydas had no doubt that he would immediately want to return with them. She doubted that she would still be on the island in a week's time. The cold air suddenly rustled through the jungle, and Sydas broke out into a hacking cough. This cough lasted for a good few minutes, as Sydas fought to regain control of herself. She tried to close her lips, but that only made the cough worst. And then her throat began to itch and burn, and produced only more coughing. A small droplet of blood fell to the ground as she hacked again. That was the last of it, and Sydas's head hung, tongue lolling out of her mouth as she fought to catch her breath. As she finally caught her breath, she smiled apologetically.



How exactly were you communicating with that bird earlier? the male queried. Sydas smiled warmly.



My apologies, Fury. My coughing isn't usually so severe. As to your question, I umm....don't really know. Ever since I could walk, I loved exploring. Sydas's eyes lit up brightly at memory, and her face glowed with her smile. The first time I ventured into the forest that surrounded our territory, I was alone. I only three months old, and I don't know how I made it so far without falling over, but I did. I saw a beautiful blue-jay singing in a tree, and at the time, I didn't know that it was unusual for wolves to be able to communicate with other wildlife. So I cheered when it finished it's song; it was such a beautiful song. I've been speaking to almost every bird I meet since then, Sydas told the story joyfully, but did not reveal that birds were only the beginning of her talents. When she finished, she eyed the black Arctic thoughtfully, waiting for his reaction.

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Surprised, Fury watched as the female's eyes reflected an immense amount of pure gratitude for his promise to keep an eye out for her uncle. She was so thankful and emotional in that single moment that the brute swore to himself to keep his promise. He would look closely at any wolf he ran into, hoping that it was Sydas's family member. Reflecting the same look of sympathy and understanding as before, Fury's reddish brown eyes absorbed every aspect of the female's face. He hoped to remember her forever, so if the two ever crossed paths again, he would be able to recognize her in an instant. He wasn't sure why, but he had a lingering feeling that the two would indeed see eachother again and was surprisingly looking forward to it. This loner somehow managed to pull the brute in somehow, making him intruiged and eager to learn more about her.

After he had extended his offers to Sydas, she had smiled with thanks yet again, but he could sense that she was holding back. Did she still not have enough trust in Fury to accept his offering of a safe place to sleep? If so, he didn't blame her at all. There were always wolves out there that could appear tto have good intentions at one point and then change their ways entirely for the worse. He had tried to come off as friendly and nonthreatening, but he wouldn't be upset if he hadn't earned her trust just yet.

Before the female even had the chance to accept or decline his offer of security, she erupted into a violent coughing fit. Her hacking sounded painful and severe which frightened the older male quite a bit. He took a step forward just as a small droplet of crimson blood fell from her mouth. When she seemed to have a break in her fit, Fury asked gently but with a masked sense of urgency still present, "Miss Sydas, are you alright?" He was truly concerned for the other canine's health, but his usual calm self remained. It was difficult for the Arctic canine to show his true emotions to others, so instead of revealing the sadness he felt when Sydas was in pain, he looked at her worriedly yet still calmly.

When the ugly coughing had finally ceased, the she wolf had apologized and continued on with telling about her bird-talking experience. "That is quite an unusual ability, my friend. What do the birds usually say during these conversations?" he asked curiously yet again, hoping he hadn't overstepped some kind of boundary by referring to her as a friend. It was simply a way that the brute spoke, and he didn't think much of the ways he referred to others - as long as they were respectful names of course.

"Now, about that awful cough. I know an herb that will soothe the pain and hopefully put an end to all the hacking for a while. Hold on," he announced kindly before turning around and trotting back to the bushes where he had been hiding. Before, he had spotted a small cluster of Aghada plants growing at the foot of one of the jungle's many trees. The brute was in no way experienced with herbs or healing, but he did know that this common herb was used to reduce fever and coughing. They also grew on his former island, and his mother had taught him the uses of it. He plucked a few of the leaves from the plant and returned to Sydas. He set the herbs down in front of her and instructed, "Chew those up - but don't swallow - and you'll be feeling better in no time." A hopeful smile appeared on his face because he didn't think he could bear seeing the poor wolfess cough again. He hated seeing her in pain, but he still did not know why.

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The Arctic male's face instantly filled with concern as Sydas began hacking. She sputtered and choked as she tried to regain control of her breathing. Now his open invitation for her to join his pack would be closed, surely. Although Sydas didn't really care as she didn't plan on staying on the island much longer. However, maybe on their way north, they would stop by this Ultoris to say hello and catch their breath. Sydas really did need a break. If she kept up at the pace she was going without one, her weakness could become severe. She could become really sick, instead of minorly weak. Fury stepped forward in concern as a single droplet of crimson blood fell from her mouth. Sydas gasped in a deep breath of air. A momentary lapse in her fit permitted the male to speak.

Miss Sydas, are you alright?

His voice was gentle, and peppered with concern. Sydas erupted into another short coughing fit--much more like her regular ones--that only lasted a few moments. As she stood panting, and shaking, the male eyed her calmly, concern deeply pitted in his eyes. His apparent concern for her did not vanish as she shortly explained how she had found out about her ability. He seemed really quite intrigued at her story, and even asked her further about it with real interest.

That is quite an unusual ability, my friend. What do the birds usually say during these conversations?

Oh, just things that's birds say, you know-- Sydas broke off in a fit of laughter. It ended quickly, although she still giggled, and she quickly went on. --I'm sorry, you don't know. It's still sometimes hard for me to remember that most wolves can't talk to them. Uh, birds, that is. They usually say trivial things, but don't tell them I said that, she said with a wink, her voice lowering at her last sentence. Birds are very intelligent creatures, you know. Usually, they are quite friendly, but they can be annoyed easily. They really are quite interesting.

Sydas really was enjoying herself, and despite her efforts to not tie herself down, she really found the idea of seeing this male again quite delightful. And he truly seemed concerned about her health. Sydas was surprised by this, and also deeply touched. She had to constantly remind herself not to tie herself to this wolf to keep from voicing her immense gratitude towards him.

Now, about that awful cough. I know an herb that will soothe the pain and hopefully put an end to all the hacking for a while. Hold on, Fury announced.

Sydas watched with stark interest as he turned and quickly trotted back to his previous hiding spot. He nosed around for a minute, and then bit something off. As he turned back toward her, he carried a few leaves in his mouth. He set them down in front of her paws before instructing her to chew the herb without swallowing. A hopeful smile appeared on his face that confused the wolfess greatly, although she hid her confusion. She did as the wolf commanded, deciding against telling him that only the warmth of spring could heal her cough. Maybe the herb would relieve it for a short time.

So, Mr. Fury, you are a wolf of many talents. A shaman and an alpha. It's really quite impressive.

Sydas called him 'mr.' because he had called her 'miss'. She really did enjoy the male's company. Maybe he could...? No, I can't ask that of him. His pack needs him. Sydas humbly smiled, and did not reveal her wish for him to escort her through Tas'alea. It would be much faster with a local, and it would ensure her meeting up with Kenai in safety. Maybe Fury could escort them to his packlands, even, for her much needed break? But Sydas kept the wish to herself completely. Her eyes twinkled with the slight hope, but she only smiled at the male gratefully for the herb.

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