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Focht had moved off to the side and sat under a tree, falling asleep as Breg spoke. The sphere of gaseous silver remained floating close to him, almost like an orbiting sentry.

((Sorry Breg, fell asleep sweatdrop ))

A dark figure moved through the forest silently, not the unnatural silence often employed by mages, but simply the comfortable silence of one born and raised in a wooded area. The only sound was the occasional whisper of fabric as the figures cloak flicked against a tree and the gentle shifting of dirt with each step. The figure breathed gently as it walked through the forest, at last serenity filled it's mind after the horror of the town. As it wandered aimlessly through the woods, it's face hidden by the hood of it's dark cloak, it wondered at how it came to such a place, one so full of memories. Suddenly it stopped, and it's head turned slowly to regard a serpent near the base of a tree eating a mouse.

Again the memories flooded forth, Serpent a form that had no other name and needed none. One that had fought near here. The memories of it were more elusive than those that had arrived before but potent none the less. Fighting, why was there always so much fighting? And a strange man as well as an unusual woman. In an instant the memories were gone and one more fragment had taken shape.

A single tanned hand emerged from the cloak and the claws were regarded before another memory arose. The Wolf not the person that had taken the name this time, but the actual incarnation. A creature that was similar but whose eyes glowed golden. Memories from a century as a guardian slammed into the figures mind and it collapsed to it's knees with hands clutching it's torso beneath the cloak. Will alone preventing changes that it knew it could not handle, and was sure would be the end of it's awareness. Memories of forms taken for battle and wars fought in defense of a place that was lost in a shadowy past filled it's mind and form before washing away like the tide leaving it weak and weary.

The figure stood once more, almost as though assisted by an invisible force that gave strength to it's bones and muscles. It moved almost mechanically for several minutes before shambling forth nothing more than a weary and overwhelmed shell of a being. Which of them all am I?

The man stared at his own face in a watery reflection with unfocused golden eyes as a single word was released from within him, almost a sigh he said, Wolf As the word was spoken it's aura firmed and became a creature of vibrant browns and greens with traces of gold running through it like veins. The figure simply stared at himself in the blurry reflection and slowly with care smiled. It might be nice to start anew, away from those close enough to wound. Maybe I couldn't remember because I had been killed again. I will live here as I did that time. With those words spoken a carefree laugh rolled forth from the figure and it stood smoothly and set off once more shedding the hood of it's cloak like a snakes skin. The hood pealed back along the cloak before slowly melting into the rest of the garment and the black clad figure of one named Wolf strode forth with the flaring cloak flowing out behind him slightly with every step.

*Yotsuba had still been laying off to the side where she'd fallen out of the portal and collapsed, unconcious. Some time had passed since she and Focht had gone at it about her getting help for her injuries. She was indeed still hurt but her body was special, sometimes when she was badly injured if she was left alone for a long period of time she could make her body heal, but not completely. Not many people knew she was able to do this, so enjoyed keeping it her little secret. By now she'd practically grown into the ground, her scent mixed with that of the tree she was proped against. A small squirl had slowly made it's way down the tree to the base where Yotsy had been and sat itself upon her head, simply interested with her. Yotsuba still didnt move she hadnt come to yet, but the squirl liked it better that way. The small squirl had moved down onto her shoulder and started sniffing her face, soon after he had started licking her cheek, knowing that she wasnt all there at the moment and that something bad had happened to her. Seeing no threat in her, the squirl proceded to try and bring her to.
Yotsuba after a few moments had turned a little, starting to come to. The constant licking motion from the squril had started to aggravate her but she was a little too weak to actually do anything, all she could manage was to open her eyes. She looked over at the squril and it moved almost instantly back up the tree*
"Urgghh. . . Where the hell am I . . . and what happened . . ."

*Yotsuba looked around a little bit after coming to completely. She had a little trouble moving her mid section due to her pain. Her stomach area was still in pain, her magik couldnt heal what had been done but it could subdue the pain a great deal, like putting a bandaid over open ripped flesh that wont stop bleeding. She sighed heavily seeing that there didnt seem to be anyone really around. It also seemed that Focht had gone off somewhere instead of looking for her. She sighed lightly this time has she placed her arm over her stomach and thought back*
"Guess it's a good thing that he didnt come looking for me after that . . ."
*She knew good and well that if Focht had wanted to find her, he wouldnt have had any trouble loacting her and that would've meant that he would've taken her back to the Dojo with him to have her looked at, to make sure she was okay and not hurt to badly. She really didnt want to go there, so she was somewhat happy that he didnt look for her. She smiled faintly as she moved her arm back down to her side and lifted herself up straight, sitting against the tree*

The large wolf woke slowly, it had slept for long enough as far as it was concerned and after a slow stretch it shook itself before moving off to find water and food. The dark figure ghosted between the trees with it's black fur making it stand out as it moved through the sun dappled forest even as it made it indestinct in shadows. The creature moved at a steady lope with it's nose to the wind as it began it's search for sustanance. The spiked collar was the only defining trait between this wolf and another that might be found hunting on a day like this.

~ Wondering in the darkness of the trees, Sai raised a hand extending mid range claws and brushed her hair out og her face. she can to a clearing where the light seeped through the thick canopy of trees over her. She gave off a Familar Aura to those who have known T. She sat Down By a Dead trunk of a willow that seemed to die from the lack of light. the crumbling of leaves filled the air as she sat gently. she had nothing to do so she waited~