Skye looked down at the white wolf - she was suddenly reminded of her friend, Orin Takekuro, who had mysteriously vanished after Argul had ravaged her pack. She had worried for her friend, but no more since Niro Takekuro came seeking trade and had given her news that Orin was alright - still, she missed her friend, and this person reminded her of her suddenly; Orin had had troubles in her life as well, more than most could say.
She listened as the man said that he didn't know, and that he always got visions. Visions? The only visions Skye had ever had were dreams when she was sleeping, but she supposed that people could have sudden visions when they were awake. Before she could comment on this strange behavior, however, he collapsed on yet another rock, and Skye could see his eyes widening in pain. Then his eyes seemed to go out of focus for a few seconds - maybe he was having another vision - and then he came back.
Let me help you up, she said, extending her creamy-white hand out to the man who was lying on the rock; visions or no visions, that didn't seem to be a very comfortable position to be in.
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