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Wolf
The gaze of the man-wolf narrowed, the blood scent changed, and as he scanned for it's source he saw something that surprised him, a small dragon was in the area. The Curse would find welcome root in the heart of such a powerful force for good, and corrupting it would make the master happier yet, but it was not yet time to strike. The two Khan were nearby, and from the scents on them, sweat, the blood of the other on each. They were no friends but might unite against a greater perceived threat. They were fools, weak fools who let their instincts be dulled by mortal limitations, although he sensed, as with many large felids, the female was the one to be wary of. Drawing a claw across his mangled arm he drew blood, and watched it pool on a leaf.
Knowing that they would quickly catch the scent of his blood in the oak tree, he gazed into it, and beyond it, and began to step into and through the small pool. In moments he was in a realm of twilight, similar but different from the physical world. There were occasional shadows of spiderweb holding bits of the forest together, and shadows of the two tigers, softly shimmering through the veil that seperated the worlds, and a brilliant golden luminence that revealed where the dragon. He quickly dropped from the shadowy tree and stalked around circling behind the glowing draconic form.
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