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The tree was hard against his back, but the suns heat had warmed it to create a soothing temperature against his body. The bramble bush beside him was good shelter, although perhaps not the best shelter from the mountains which lay to the left of him. He closed his eyes softly, enjoying the aftertaste of the berries in his mouth. It was ironic that just a few moments ago, thoughts threatened to overtake his mind, threatened to throw him into a frenzy of worry. Out here, it was peaceful and calm. He just needed to organise his thoughts, organise his days and get on with it. There was no other option for it but that. Settling against the tree, he allowed the suns now-moderate heat to warm his face. He wore only a pair of shorts, his customary wear. He had never really been one for actual clothes, instead chosing only to cover up the most vital parts and remain as such. Wolves were hardy and were rarely ever cold, so the male was fine. With a smile, he remembered the red cloak that he had found so long ago. It was still in good condition and what hadn't been in quite so mint condition he had given to Bris to fix, which she had. He only ever wore it in winter, because it was so thick and heavy, but it was a good thing to have.


Thoughts were interupted from a shrill cry of a small bird and turned to look. Coming towards him was a tall grey luperci with an eagle on his shoulder and a smaller bird in a cage in his hands. The scene was shocking enough that Saul did not immediately jump to his feet. Allowing his muzzle to drop open in a comical expression for just a moment, the flapping of the eagles wings made him smile. The bird was beautiful, there was no doubt about that. Rich tones caught his attention and Saul stood then, a smile on his face. It was clear from the agitated and annoyed expression on the males face that he was lost. His words comfirmed what his expression said- he was lost. Saul came towards him, brushing surruptisiously at his mouth to rid it of any berry juice before speaking. "You weren't distrubing me, Niro. I'm Saul Stormbringer, its nice to meet you. How can I help you?"


He asked, green eyes wandered over to the bird on his shoulder. It eyed him back, a piercing look that Saul couldnt help grinning to. He felt like a pup again, finding new things. The pigeon in the cage flapped its wings and Saul glancec down at it. Clearly not treated the same as the eagle. "You have quite the collection there Niro..." He commented, hoping the pale coloured male would go further in explaining why he had the birds and what they were used for.


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