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Set after the BWP ended i am just. Slow LOL

One minute, she was watching the last of the wraiths go down, watching the sun return at long last.

The next?

She was looking at some....thing. Something weird and tall, like a den? (The House)

The golden wolf spun around in confusion, her ass knocking into the ring of stones (The Well), before she peered down inside. Water? Cool. Doesn't tell her shit about where she was.

Hello? Ksyusha called out, still half perched on the stones. Anyone there? Her voice was a mismatch of accents, all struggling against each other. Shit's been weiiiiiird She could smell others, very strongly from structure, but who knows if they're there right now. Especially if she's been teleported who knows how far away from home.

Their song had parted the clouds. Brought the light back to the world. His song. He could not have felt more pride in himself for this. Their were a great many faces there, wolves of Mythris from all around and he wished to know them. To share words and to sing together again.

For now, he found himself back at the Howff. Along the coast, to be exact. Rousing himself from the beach and shaking the sand from his pelt, he made way through the forest path back towards the inn. The sun felt nice on his back again, but little did he realize that while the sun returned, his shadow had not.

Woofing out as he neared the Howff, his ears perked for commotion, but heard nothing. Were they all there, singing too? He wished to share the news! Alas, a voice called out as he broke the treeline. Someone, but not at all someone he knew. They there kid! Need something?