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Zavenlora was still pissed at Astraea for him killing Aetius. But, what he said, about a gembound's form being borrowed. What did he mean by it? What could he possibly mean by gembounds, their forms being borrowed?! She lay with her head between her paws, trying to figure it out, what the truth was behind those words. She let out an angry huff, pissed at the deer stating their forms were borrowed. What was the truth behind their forms?!
Xevir was busy grazing as she usually did, until she came across a very angry looking maned wolf. The calf pranced up to it, her tail wagging gently. Xevir asked what was wrong with a concerned voice. "You seem greatly troubled and upset. May I ask what's wrong?" She could feel the anger coming off this creature, as if it was some sort of horrible energy. Or maybe it was just her face.
Zavenlora did not even care that this child came up to approach her. In fact, why not tell her? Maybe, she could figure it out better than she could. Zavenlora raised her head, spilling out the truth to her. But what she did not know, was that the kid was learning plenty of truth already. "Sure, I'll tell you what's wrong. I heard the truth, from one of the more powerful beings from the caves, known as a master called Astraea. He said that a gembound's magic, and forms were borrowed. Then he spoke of creatures called elves. There was this purple looking creature with furs, who walked on two legs that was nearby, and the master referred to him as an elf. His name was Atikkias. The master said old magic gave that elf life. So there is a difference between us animals, and those elf creatures, somehow. Then Astraea spoke to the elf in a strange language. I think it was elf language. So kid, I know you are interested, so you can go find out this truth. Short story short for you. I don't feel like talking anymore, so good luck."

-Exit via silence
Xevir nodded at the conversation. Even though it was a short one. Her tail wagged in excitement. A new truth to uncover. This would give her something to do. Seeing the maned wolf did not want to talk anymore, she ran off to seek Attikias. That is if she could find the elf.

-Exit