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She was happy with their trade? Ha, Tyrian was so relieved the lamb was safe that he could have kissed both Poem and the lamb. He snorted a soft laugh and replied, "Me too. I thought this little bastard was a goner for sure." Much to the lamb's consternation Tyrian playfully tousled its curly head. He was so relieved it was okay. Yes it was just a sheep and yes he could have eventually gotten another one, but how much work had he saved himself by retrieving it?

Poem asked about the bag and Tyrian was quick to reply. "Oh yeah it's all yours." He smirked playfully then added, "You're gonna need it." Careful to avoid its teeth Tyrian gently pushed the bag towards Poem. He was careful to keep the neck of it pinched shut around the little cat's neck so it couldn't wiggle free. Poem could decide to close or leave it open as she saw fit.

"So..." Now that the crisis had been averted he could think about other things and Tyrian's curiosity got the better of him. "Is uh, Abaven here in the West too?" Everyone, it seemed, had fled west when the volcano erupted so naturally he thought that was why she too was here.