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Kiyelt huffed, who knew this would be so difficult? Had Sezarra been mistaken for a cub or something? Of course that didn’t explain how Sauron had gotten his. Maybe he should have stuck to sailscales...maybe Aysun would accept one of those instead..or maybe Sezarra should be out here doing this instead. A long drawn out call distracted Kiyelt from his melancholy and sulky thoughts. That had been a radaku hadn’t it? Curiousity piqued he raced over in that direction. What he found was kind of disturbing, a big black radaku stood over another which had been skewered by an arrow. There was no sign of the hunter and he couldn’t leave that radaku like that, there must be something he could do to help.
He approached warily to much growling but the healthy creature didn’t seem to think that he himself had done it thankfully. That didn’t do much to stop the growling. Kiyelt was able to remove the arrow and stop the bleeding but the moment the other radaku could walk he was chased off the premisis by the big black one. Despite a few flicks with his whip he almost got himself bitten again. He hoped that the wounded one would recover with her escort. He examined the arrow, it wasn’t one which he recognized. Perhaps it was something the dretch had made, he had heard through the grapevine that they were making a return of sorts and that part of Jauhar was dying, he resolved to avoid such areas.
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