Old Grounds
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He knew Kiara was safe in New Dawn. Lucia was there, even if Kohaku had managed to disappear in the trip. It was a rather sad fact. Tharin had worked hard to keep the puppies safe, yet one had still fallen victim to one of the many harms a puppy faced, and would never be seen again. With the rise of the sun Tharin had left his vigil out by Kiara's den, and stepped over the border. Carried by habit he traveled west to where Kiara used to be. He paused there for a moment, silently mourning Kohaku's loss, and continued on his way.

It had been a while since he'd headed this far. Some of the places were barely recognizable, places he'd passed when he'd first come to the land. His paws tread across the ground without much thought, simply carrying him far. Where was he going? He wasn't too sure. He passed the plants, reached a mountain, and slowed. What had changed since coming here? Nothing really. He was still the same hunter, still someone who worried and didn't understand how to comfort others. Yet...

Turning Tharin began his way back to New Dawn. He was here to stay. The world was different, changing while he had stayed still for too long. Perhaps it was time to change that. Perhaps it was time for him to do something, and begin to change with it.


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