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A myth. That was what Fenrir sent Polaris out there for. Though the thought of being one of the first to explore new lands filled Polaris’ mind with minor glee, there was just something off about the Weeping Oasis the moment he stepped into the spring’s mushy ground. He found himself looking around frantically, trying to find something watching him, something that didn’t exist. Polaris was paranoid and it was all thanks to Fenrir’s words for him to find something that didn’t exist. Polaris shivered as he took steps through the sunken ground, the sounds of moving water beneath his paws sounding so much louder than it probably was. Ears twitching at the slightest of sounds, the wind blew his fur in wrong directions, momentarily drying the wet fur at his ankles before they were submerged again in shallow water. Although cold from the wind that shifted around him in every direction, Polaris found it odd to see snow around him, mounds of it piled on the sides of the waters as the waters