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Attila Aston · 08-24-2011, 10:12 PM

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Tammi with Claudius!

The first visit to AniWaya, just days before, had ceased without result; the Aston had stood before the borders contemplating the shifted winds and the lonely calls of the birds, clueless as to what had occurred in his absence. He had thought to call for a friendly face — Dawali, perhaps, as he really didn't mind the old red wolf — but Attila found the silence and stillness to be overbearing. With Markku missing from his side, the Aston hardly felt at home in AniWayan lands; the spirit guide had stuck with him through thick and thin, but vanished suddenly months prior. Attila thought to question Dawali on the matter, but something within his mind argued against it. Another time.

After turning and aiming back towards the north where he tented near the mountains, the white man met Leonard and stopped momentarily, then never continued his journey after the two separated. Still sore and bitter upon learning the loss of his sister just days before, the Aston could not seem to tear himself away from the familial bonds that surely still lurked in the pack of his birth. He could not risk another sibling lost to a stranger's idiocy. He could not risk his own sanity worrying for their sake.

Marching back to the borders, the two-legged Aston raised his head and squared his shoulders, fearless at whatever might come from the mists of difference to face him. His call — loud and to-the-point — requested Claudius or Oceane in its echoes, and the man could only hope they both still remained ... unlike Noir.

And how strange it was, to howl at the borders of one's past home...

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