Lamb knew it would not be long before Wolf returned. She felt it; the hunt had ended.

And sure enough, he entered her vision a few minutes later.

He immediately frowned upon seeing the unconscious body at her feet.

"Not awake, but not dead? Why is this, Lamb?" He turned his head inquisitively.

She hesitated, the foreign action causing her to feel uneasy. "It… it was not time for its demise."

"You say that, but why?"

"I don't know, Wolf," she snapped. "Don't question me."

Wolf sniffed sharply. "Fine. What are we going to do with it?"

Lamb glared at him. "What did I just say?"

Wolf whined in disappointment. "I'm just curious! Your things are my things too."

Lamb sighed in defeat. He was right. "I… I really don't know, Wolf. I just couldn't kill it. My fingers wouldn't let me shoot the arrow. I hesitated. That doesn't just happen for no reason."

"Are you becoming weak?" He leaned in towards her, examining her like he could determine the answer from studying her hard enough.

"No," she said in a dangerous tone. She pushed Wolf away from her in annoyance, making him whimper. "You should know better than to even suggest such a thing."

Wolf opened his mouth to apologize, but a pained groan interrupted him.

Kindred looked at the creature Lamb saved. Dark magic began to encircle and enter its body, turning it from lavender to teal color. Its eyes shot open in alarm, completely blank, glowing the same color as its skin.

Kindred approached it.

It sat up, clutching its head. "W-who are you?" It looked panicked as it heard its own voice speak with an unnatural echo to it.

Wolf turned to Lamb, perplexed. "Did it just ask who we are? How does it not know?"

Lamb shook her head. "I do not know. This is most strange."

"I'm sorry? You still haven't answered my question."

"We are Kindred," Lamb replied.

It tilted its head. "Kindred? I'm sorry, but I'm not familiar with that name."

Wolf let out an unrestrained shout of anger. "Enough with this talk!" Wolf growled, turning to Lamb. "Let's just kill it. Please just let me kill it," he begged.

"No," Lamb said sharply, causing Wolf to flinch. Her voice softened. "Restrain yourself, my dear friend. I did not spend all that magical energy to save it just for it to die to you."

Wolf was getting frustrated. "Why did you save it in the first place?"

"You should know that sometimes, it is not time for a mortal's life to end yet," Lamb scolded. Saving instead of killing was not something Lamb did often as it was not her job anymore, but this would not be the first time it's happened. This would be the second time, actually.

The first time though… it did not disappoint, and she had faith in her instincts that sparing this one would be for good reason as well.

"Yes, I know that, but this one cannot possibly have any potential. 'Who is Kindred?' Ridiculous." Wolf huffed indignantly. How could someone not know who they were?

"Um, excuse me? I'm right here, and still very confused," it cut in meekly. It looked like it was petrified with fear, and Lamb almost felt pity.

"What do you call yourself?" Lamb inquired.

"Soraka. My name is Soraka."

"Soraka…" Lamb hummed thoughtfully. That name seemed strangely familiar, although she couldn't quite recall why. She turned to her companion. "Wolf, does that name sound familiar to you?"

Wolf laughed at her question with absolute disdain. "As if I would bother to remember the names of any mortals. What importance would that even serve?"

Lamb shrugged, not knowing how to respond to that question. "You do have a point. I suppose it doesn't matter right now," she said, even though she didn't quite believe her own words. She knew that she wouldn't have felt any connection to it if it was something insignificant.

But now was not the time for her to wonder about things like the familiarity of names. There were more important matters at hand.

"Soraka," she called out, her mind still filled with the remnants of wandering thoughts.

Soraka acknowledged her apprehensively. "Yes?"

"You are confused, are you not?" Lamb asked, even though she knew what the answer would be.

Soraka nodded unsurely in response, just as she expected.

"Very well. Follow us if you want answers."