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Saul Chibi is by Requiem!

How he heard the call through the rain was beyond him. The worst of the storm that Vinátta would be affected by had hit the night before. Damage had been assessed as best they could when light had filtered through the grey in the morning. But the rain had not abated despite the wind having died off a bit. So it was another night spent huddled up in his home with various members of his family. It had been a difficult night the previous night, as many as were in their house. Oak, Temeraire and Niernan had done a fantastic job in securing the horses in the stable and as far as the Virding could tell, the building was sound despite the battering it received the night before. Exhaustion had come for all who'd gathered for a second night in their residence and it mostly ended in heaps of wolf-fur on the floor of the communal living area.


It was the deepest of nights when, having been drooping into a semi-stupor despite his assurances that he would stay awake to assess whether the storm was going to get worse again, the howl just reached him. His ears twitched, straining to catch more of the vibrations from the sound before he decided that he could neglect someone calling for help if he ignored it. It might turn out to be nothing, but after having sat through most of the previous night listening to the howling wind, he was fairly certain that he was competent in telling the two apart. After a short word with a nearly incoherent Lilin and a last look over the brood of wolves in his house, Saul had exited into the rain.


As much as he would have prefered to stay in the warmth, he held the gut instinct that it was a howl he'd heard. Moving against the rain- even with the leather cloak he'd fashioned from the leathers Jiva provided them and therefore creating a mostly water-proof shield, the going was tough. It took him twice as long as it normally would to reach the borders where he considered the howl to have come from. Looking up, he was momentarily confused when all he saw was the large horse Valhalla and a large buck elk. Brows furrowed slightly, before a movement to his side alerted him to a pair of wolves curled around each other for warmth. He moved over to them and after a moment, identified the petite black female as Alessandra.


Aless- whats going on? He called through the noise of the rain- not unkindly, but a request for the female to fill him in on what was happening. Was this the male she'd mentioned would be joining them in a little while? Trying not to jump to conclusions, the male trained squinted eyes at the pair.

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