Harry woke up dazed and confused. He had woken up on the border between the plains and an eerie forest. All he knew was that he doubted very much that this place was anywhere in Britain. He looked around at the barren plain and the forest teeming with the sounds of animals. Birds trilled songs more wondrous than a phoenix's song and other animals called to one another.

Harry smiled faintly before wincing. He could barely breath. He could feel his broken ribs shifting with every breath. His skin felt sticky with the way the bloody tatters of skin clung to his back. He looked out into the plains and felt uneasy. There was great danger and evil that way. Yet, the plains held a majestic beauty all of its own.

No. Harry decided to turn into the woods. It felt... safer, more soothing the plains. As if a guardian was waiting somewhere at the end for him. Harry had gone barely three steps before collapsing on the ground, with no one around to see him. No one to care about him. All he used to want was someone to care about him. Someone to wonder why the tinkle in his eye was dying, someone to worry about him for whenever he was even a minute late. Now, all he wanted was someone who could help him. Someone who would come to his aid.

^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^In the Forest^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^

The kyree rested his head on his paws, tired of watching his sister's pups. He was a young kyree, and lonely. There weren't many kyree in the forest by this vale, only his sister, her mate, and the five pups. He watched his sister return with some food she had gotten from the vale. She didn't feel like hunting for all of them, and her mate was still with the animal healer at the vale.

He watched sadly as she washed the pups and than nudged the food to them. The pups were still too young to mind-talk, and as such had to be watched carefully so they didn't get into a bad situation. The kyree closed his eyes, and was about to take a nap when he heard a voice begging for help in the back of his mind. The voice was irresistible, and he stood up as if in a trance to follow the voice.

^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ In Haven, at the Heralds' Collegium ^^^^^^^^

"Daryl, did you feel that," Daryl's twin sister Maryl asked. They were two of the newly chosen at the Collegium. Daryl had mousy brown hair and black eyes whilst his twin had black hair and brown eyes. They were very different, one shy and the other outgoing, but both would sacrifice themselves to save another. That isn't saying a lot in the Heralds' Collegium because everyone there would do the same, but else where, that type is courage is rare.

"Yes, it felt like a disturbance in the boundary between the dimensions. Whoever made that disturbance is powerful, very powerful."

The twins had a gift rarely seen. They could see the magic around them, but more important sense disturbances that told them when someone was coming into a gift. Whoever had landed had many gifts to be awakened. The last time someone was seen with this many gifts was Herald Pol, Laven Firestorm's mentor.

^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ In the Vale^^^^^^^^^^^

"The bondbirds report a strange boy who appeared out of nowhere. It looked like he had Gated, but there isn't enough power to Gate yet. The boy looks as if he was beaten, and next to him are an owl and a weird cloak. It is draped over part of the boy's leg, and you can't see the section it is covering. That section looks as if it is invisible. Oh, and the boy has a scar in the shape of a lighting bolt on his forehead."