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Arda continued staring at the branch, as if trying to make it come down with his mind power alone. The thin coat of sweat that had blanketed his pelt glistened as he turned around to face the wolf he had heard. The movement was too quick for the old man, as his body groaned in protest from the sudden movement. This new AniWayan had surprised him though, and he now felt embarrassed to have been caught trying to mentally damn a tree branch. He dipped his head in greeting as the approaching male came closer. The black wolf smelled of AniWaya, and he felt slightly more at ease.


When the wolf spoke, Arda felt the embarrassment trying to slip back. He smiled meekly, golden eyes resting on the wolf, but not looking him in the eyes. He considered whether or not to tell the wolf of his mission, and decided it would more polite to introduce himself first. "Hello. I am Arda Perrio. New to this tribe. I'm not sure if I need help or not. I want to shift soon, but I'm going to need a walking stick if I hope to move anywhere. I'm not sure if I can reach it though."


There he went again, always asking for help. He had asked Dawali for a place to stay, had asked Liliana for a horse. And now here he was, asking again. At some point he knew he would ask too much. The old wolf was determined to stop this wretched dependency sooner or later. When he had his leg back, when he could move around... he'd show them just how helpless he was. No matter how many years you live, there remains a desire for independence, even when independence means certain death. Arda realized that, but he was not yet ready to become a complete parasite.


Arda noticed the politeness in this wolf's voice. The hospitality of the AniWayans had not ceased to amaze him. These wolves were almost too good to be true. He then took to observing the stranger, marveling at the wolf's strange facial markings. He had seen a lot of crazy marks on wolves in his years, but this wolf's made him look quite good, Arda decided. He had not yet seen an AniWayan who struck him as overly strange. And with all the kindness he had received, he did not expect to.



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