Numair looked back and forth between Daine and the girl on the ground for what seemed like the thousandth time and still couldn't believe his eyes. There had to be some reason other than coincidence that these two looked so much alike. There had to be.


"Brokefang," Daine asked softly bringing him out of his reverie. "Do you know what her name his or who her folks are?"


She said her name was Vanadine. The wolf replied scratching his back for a moment. She didn't say who her pack was but she smells a lot like you.


Numair watched as Daine face suddenly paled.


"Daine?" He asked, "Is everything okay? Daine?"

Daine had gone very still and was staring blankly at the cave wall. Numair tensed. It wasn't like Daine to do this. Wildmagic did not guve a person any visionary capabilities. Worried he grabbed her arms and shook her. No response.

"Daine!" He yelled worry lining his face. Thinking, he placed her down so that she wouldn't hurt herself by falling over, and sat down pulling out a small black stone. Russet, who had taken a liking to Numair, sat beside him and watched curiously. All the wolves knew not to ask any questions and were too confused to ask any.

Staring down at the stone Numair focused his attention on Daine as he would if he were scrying for her. Then he focused his attention on what was going on in her mind instead of where she was. He had never tried it before and he prayed that it worked.


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Daine's flashback is coming soon. Damn time limits. *grins* hate to leave ya hangin'~M