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Before his name echoed back to him Tashi had the sense to make for the hills. The langur, never one to go anyplace in a hurry, broke tradition to fly from the small group in bounding, distance eating leaps. He was no fool and he knew better than to stick around now that things had gotten substantially worse. The odds of getting the lamb back - the odds that it hadn't already been munched - were not good, but before Tyrian could even go about finding out its fate he was going to have to stand on the border like a schmuck and call for the alpha. And then, like a good boy, he'd have to wait while the trail - if there still was one - for the lamb got colder. Fan-tastic.

Tyrian huffed in annoyance and pinched his already shut eyes tight enough to make stars dance across the inside his eyelids. He'd given everything he had for that baby. If he lost it he would of course buy another when he could, but it would set him back and the mere thought of that depressed him. He was trying to get into livestock so that Legion would have a sustainable source of food for when things got hard. Considering how things had been since the volcano, how everything stayed all wintery and gray, he thought it a pretty good assumption to think it was going to stay bad for awhile. The longer it stayed this way the more scarce food would become for prey. The more scarce food became for prey, the more scarce prey became for the predators.

A vaguely familiar voice caused his eyes to pop open. "Poem?" It was her. This was quite possibly the last place he thought he'd see her and yet there she was. It seemed odd to him that she'd leave her family pack, but he supposed she was plenty old enough to make her own decisions. "I mean I'm not upset," he said quickly, the lie transparent. "I just...got a little frustrated with that rat bastard..." He noticed then that Tashi had vanished. "Who apparently ran away like a little bitch..." he said quietly before carrying on in a normal tone of voice, "Because he lost my lamb."

It struck him almost immediately that his explanation was a weird one so he tried to amend it quickly. "Long story short, I bought a lamb to raise, my idiot monkey let it run away, and now I think it's wandering through your pack's land or worse." After a beat he added, "And my idiot monkey is gone."

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