<blockquote>Restlessness was a terrible sickness, especially when the promise of relief was being dangled over your nose. So soon, yet so long to wait! There was only one way to alleviate the symptoms, and that was to be productive, and though there was little he could yet do to promote his future, he could help out Swift River as much as possible.
As such, he headed for Bramble Falls, intending to try his hand at fishing; his previous attempts had not been too successful, but at least he was an adept swimmer now. His memories of this place were mixed, the fear of drowning such a contrast to the moment when Triell had saved him, and together they had planted the seed of Kinis' abilities. Oh, he wished that Triell would come with them, but he doubted that his brother would want to leave Indru.
The scent of an unknown female only crossed his senses when he was very close to the pool, and with a start he stopped in his tracks, afraid to cause alarm.
Why was it always females? It was as if Relic Lore just didn't attract guys, or at least no-one Kinis had stumbled across in the last couple of months.
Keeping his posture neutral, he stepped lightly about to the right, giving the woman a wide berth. Out of instinct he inhaled, taking what information he could from it, and was surprised to recognise a hint of Indru. What had this girl been doing with his brother? His curiosity cemeted, he stopped at the pool's edge - keeping a safe distance between them - and glanced at the dark wolf, wondering what connection she would possibly have with his pack. Leaning his head down to lap at the water, he wondered if it would be rude to ask.</blockquote>
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<i>at least... that's where I'm supposed to be...</i></center>