A few dogs who looked like hounds were sniffing at Didlettes tent. One of them howled loudly waking her up. Blinking her eyes then filled with horror as she moved out of her tent. Looking down to them she then looked about her ears standing deathly still. They were about thirty miles east of here, the royal guards."Myr, kai eirdae! Ai tystal o, Baesor, Kaladyl, Thosaes.. Mael sor mael ailaer.."Spoke out her voice quickly as she looked down to them. Holding out the half breeds scents of the wolves she watched them lower themselves lowly showing respect to her. Watching them run off she looked to him slightly before moving in getting dressed quickly."We need to leave.. Now.."Rang out her voice quickly as she came out her hair remaining down yet her dress and cloak hanging upon her body.
((Translation-
Stop, go away! I command you, Nerith, Galadon, Frierer.. Seek this scent instead..))
THE RANDOM PEOPLE OF TOMORROW [[LET'S RAWRRR]]
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