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Because of the dangerous rocks, Dohi had left Adonvdo wherever the horse chose to roam. All he needed to do was whistle loud enough for the Appaloosa when he was finished with whatever exploration he could accomplish; the equine was usually close enough to hear. Nvwadohiyadv was somewhere else entirely, never one to stick right by Dohi's side at all times. She was normally around, watching and making sure he didn't do anything stupid, but that hadn't been a major concern since he was very young. Since before he'd been sent on his Journey.
He was nimble on the rocks, and found himself easily in the Grotto. There, he found himself feeling much more at peace than he normally did. It was an almost inherit ability of his, to judge the peace about a place and to feel fluctuations and waves where it changed. He could sense a person's inner emotions and could sift easily through them to find the core of peace, where he could draw out their inner self. That was all too easy for the AniWaya man. At the same time, his empathy lent him a good deal more stress when a lot of Luperci spoke to him about their problems, and it was for these reasons that Dohi meditated.
It would have been the perfect getaway, but a slight wave of panic washed over him and he looked up to see the pirate ship. So it hadn't always been the picture of tranquility; that, he found hard to believe. How did it get into this little place in the beginning of things? He shook his head lightly, mumbling something to himself, and then began picking his way toward the remains, his wapiti skin boots making barely a whisper on the damp stone.