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As he walked along the snow covered slopes, Myrrdin followed tracks through the snow just as his mentor taught him the past few years. By the shape and size he guessed they belonged to either a kailing or a large wolf. Close to the Mountains, the land here was very sloped, rocky and full of cliffs. Myrrdin had to balance his footing as the fresh layer of snow along the slope proved to make it more difficult.  In the distance, on a hill below Myrrdin saw a herd of caribou. Seeing them from such a height reminded him of his dreams, or dream, that he sees most nights of late. He only remembered fragments, but what he did recall was so vivid he wondered if it really happened. He was flying like a falcon and saw the world from a bird’s eye view then he’d see disks of arcane energy expand ahead of him, he’d pass through only to wake up feeling heavier and grounded once again. He couldn't understand it, but thought it had something to do with the other fragments of his memories, if they

Kumo tried to catch his breath after the sudden attack with an ambushing snowrake. His elemental power left him feeling spent, it seems even after years of practice he still cant last long in a battle when he uses his thunder. He looked around for kiyo. She was resting against a rock, a strange reindeer was lying down next to her. As puzzled as he was about the creature he was sure glad it showed up to help Kiyo. I should look around, he thought as he noticed a tall wall of stone nearby, a mountain. At the base he spotted a low opening. As he approached it he picked up a faint smell, something foul, like rotting meat. He hesitated, but then remembered the egg. "No, I must see if the snowrake took it." As he entered the low, narrow dark tunnel he felt the crunch of bones under his paws as he went. Then the passage opened to what looked like a den of bones, sticks and what looked like fur scattered about. Now he saw what the smell was about, there were still bones that hadn't been

As they both listened to Babut’s announcement about searching for a lost Kashi’kaira egg, Kumo started to lose his appetite. He had witnessed these cases when they occurred in the past, it put a knot in his stomach hearing it happened again. The fish was the last thing on his mind now. “Oh …that's so sad,” Kiyo said softly, her voice right beside his ear."Should we offer to help, Kumo?” She asked, her voice full of concern. Kumo recalled she had a soft spot for hatchlings and small creatures, especially injured or sick ones. Last time she wouldn't sleep because of a young fox they found that was wounded, she nursed it as best she could and then she worried it would get worse through the night.  Kumo didn't reply to her now, he needed to know who the parent was this time, If it was who he guessed, or if it was someone else “Hey Babut!”, he called a bit more sternly than he intended, he felt Kiyo flinch a bit as he spoke. He thought about how she’s never seen this side of him before,

Coming home across the ice Bridge was quite sentimental for Kiyo and Kumo. They had met lots of new kais and humanoids during this crossing and they looked forward to the reaction of the newcomers to this island in the north. Alba and Mon, who had led the newcomers over the ice had announced their goodbyes to the crowd and walked off with their herd. Kiyo realised then that the pair looked very tired, she hoped they would find some piece now that they had returned home to Moyuko The sky still looked very clear as the sun was setting, a painter’s canvas but blue, pink and gold colored the clouds A northern chill hit them, the breeze wafted over the scents from the nearby town. Kiyo could smell smoked fish and warm baked goods as she sat atop her giant Kashi companion. “Can you smell that Kumo?” she asked. Kumo lifted his nose northwards. ‘Its smells like home”  Snowdrifted against the/, Kumo just shook the snow off. “Yep this is home”. Kiyo laughed at that. Then she saw a dark figure