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^^One moment he'd been snuggled under a tree, tired and dream-drowsey, hearing some ancient song - tule kotiin, in a voice he'd only heard in his dreams. The next, he'd heard a voice more urgent - just in his ear, loud enough he was sure of the tone. isoäiti — grandmother but then she was gone. He'd never known her, anyways, not in anything but the stories he'd heard. The Enok spoke of her with both mirth and ire in equal measure. When his eyes opened he realized that the tangled roots he'd slept under were gone and he felt exposed.

Instead, everything felt different; the air itself smelled different.

He was shocked by the feeling and the knowledge that these peaks were utterly different than those that he saw more often. There was no scent of the familiar family members that came and went as they were apt to do. There was nothing but the scent that somehow to him smelled of wet earth, of the sterility of cold, and Eira let out a sound of disdain. “Mahdotonta — Impossible..” The bear stood and shoot his coat out, peering through the darkness as his gaze adjusted in the midnight moon's light.


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What surprised him wasn't how quickly he was found. He was in an area that had smelled heavily of a few certain scents - if he was a betting man, he'd have assumed that she was the source of it. It was her voice. Her tongue that surprised him, but then, he'd muttered something in Enok if memory served correctly and the bear could only stare at her dumbfounded for a moment before he caught himself. The silverslyph didn't need to be gawked at. “Kielesi, se laulaa minulle.” — Your tongue, it sings to me. He said it with a voice that almost stroked along the spine, silky, surprisingly so, for a man his size.

He offered her a nod before his gaze shifted around the area. “Where is this place?” Eira asked. He was a man who tended to go straight to the point, without just lingering or chasing geese. He just didn't like the games other played. “I'm Eira.” He held his last name - although not many of the Fearghal traits lingered in him after his father's particular style of raising, but, protecting the Family was one. He would hold his name and keep them safe, even if they weren't here.^^

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^^Cloudrest. It was a place that spoke it's meaning quickly - touched by the heavens, this soft kiss in a sense, dusted just from the heavens. He smiled at the title of the lands but waited to be given her name or title. He might have detected a hint of something - uncertainty, questioning on her frame, and he wondered what was the cause of her discomfort so. “Hyvin tavattu” — Well met He bowed his head to her, polite as he'd been taught to be in accordance with his family's belief. “This happens to everyone, then?” The whole notion of people just....waking somewhere, because this absolutely was not where he had fallen asleep.

He didn't particularly care for the notion of losing his family, but, he was capable of holding his tongue and his emotions well enough. He wasn't quite to the skill of some of his siblings - or his grandmother, in his father's stories- and alone he might have been more perturbed. His gaze turned from the moondrop towards the surrounding lands, surveying the claim that she'd made for herself in a way to see where he might fit into it. “I appreciate your kindness, others might have run me down immediately for encroaching.” He knew that, too. ^^

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^^What struck him the most surely was her title. Warlord. He might have been carved for a similar fate by his build, but it was rarely blood that he craved. “Ja sinulla on sota?” — And have you wars? He asked her curiously, his gaze on her not critical but one that was curious. It was harrowing to suddenly feel so alone and yet not - at least she understood his feeling, although they hadn't put it to words. He had worn many masks and kept many faces but this was unlike anything that he had ever experienced. It wasn't a mere tale meant to settle an unruly cub for bed. This was curious, and it forged a worry in him that he had never known before.

Here might prove to be a paradise or it might prove to be a cursed land, but, Eira had never known any wickedness to claim him. “Perheeni - kaikki mitä tiesin, se on poissa.” — My family - all I knew, is gone. It felt like some great betrayal to just accept it but Eira had been raised by a man who had seen great sadness and loss so early. It had clutched at Ceallach and warped how he raised his own young. It felt like the wind was still taken from him and his lungs burned with the desire to taste their scents again - just one more draw of his nose buried in his mother's thick fur, or his siblings at night, clustered all together still even in their adulthood.

“Jos kohtalo lähetti minut tänne, ansaitsen henkeni.” — If fate sent me here, I will earn my life. He didn't know what that would mean exactly or how he would ensure his keep, but, it was a promise he didn't make without some consideration. Even a known enemy is better than the unknown, after all, and what he felt of the woman wasn't a wickedness. There was something there unfettered and unchecked and Eira was curious to know more.^^

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