*A man in a large suit of armor approaches the wolf, notices the cub, and decides it would be best to leave the mother be. He builds a fire in a small clearing, and makes camp for the night.*
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[b]The adult approaches the camp, with her pup following at her heels[/b]
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*The man sets his great sword next to him to show an intention of peace.*
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[b]She continues to approach him after noting his sign of peace[/b]
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*The man takes some of his rations out and gestures towards the pup.*
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[b]He hastily approaches him and takes the food[/b]
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"Hmmm, hungry, aren't you? I have more, if your mother will allow it." *He eats some, then gives more to the pup in a 'secret' fashion.* "Do you have a name? I do. It's Vrael, but others call me Fenrir."
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[b]The mother speaks instead of the pup[/b] "He's lucien, and he cant talk yet."
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"A talking wolf? I have seen many strange things, this not being the strangest. Still, it's not everyday you meet a talking wolf with a pup in heel. Would you tell your story to a weary traveler?"
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"Ima go ahead and say no."
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"That's fine. You may share my fire and food tonight, if you wish. I'm on my way to a bar, to find someone who can kill a tyrant, [b][i][u]without[/u][/i][/b] inciting a sectorial civil war."
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"Okay then."
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"So will your pup learn to speak?"
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"Eventually."
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[spoiler]So that [b][i][u]is[/u][/i][/b] where you got your name![/spoiler] "You look tired. You may sleep for tonight, I'll keep the watch."