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???????: Ca?an Do?an Now there's a name: "Caan Doan" Ruler Stag, or maybe Leader, the Little Black One.

The Den is warm and inviting. Lit in the middle by a low burning fire, a small hole in the roof made to let the smoke escape. To one side of the fire sits a wolf with black armour sitting beside it, eyeing Cavan as he enters. To the other sits a massive Magpie, he believes from the feathers he can see. This bird is also as large as the wolf, who, as Cavan draws closer, he sees is as big as he is. The Magpie is wearing a pure white mask over it's face.


The Wolf seems to smile at him before speaking.


Hello Cavan. My name is Olcán. This is Ámhra. We're your next guides. He will teach you how t-


The magpie seems to get overly excited and hops over a little closer to the other side of the fire before interrupting the wolf.


I'll teach you how to stay hidden from that skinny bastar-


Ámhra I told you, we're going to take turns talking...


Olcán gives a frustrated huff before turning once more to Cavan and continuing.


He'll show you how to hide yourself from the sight of... Him. I'll teach you how to defend yourself better... Okay Ámhra, it's your turn now.


Ámhra slowly steps over, his head lowered a little as he glances over at Olcán before looking back over at Cavan and lifting his head, giving his wings a few flaps before he begins.


And after we teach you what we know, we'll send you to the last guide. I think you'll get a kick out of them. And He never understood exactly who they were... I suppose that was for the best.

You know... considering who I served... you'd think seeing wonderous, or fantastical things wouldn't surprise me anymore... but you two are... unique to say the least.


Cavan smirks and reaches over to Ámhra and taps on the mask, causing Ámhra to flap a wing and hit him on the back of the head.


Hey! No touching the mask!


Why? Have something to hide?
I wonder what Cavan would say if he knew where he was, and who these creatures were...

Don't we all?