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Veigar was quiet as a mouse as he crept through the night, wishing it was easier for him to hide in the heavy darkness. His pelt was simply too bright, seemingly reflecting the strange glow of the glowing moon overhead, as well as the fireflies that had suddenly appeared throughout Habari's lands. He lifted a paw to lightly bat at one as he fluttered by his nose though it suddenly faded into nothingness. Strange, he thought quietly to himself as he continued on, trekking through the redbud forest in search of.. well, anything. A feeling of sudden dread had suddenly jolted him awake and he wasn't quite sure what to do with his unease. Instead of trying to go back to sleep he'd set out to wander the packlands, and he'd already encountered more than he bargained for.

After a long while something caught his attention and he froze as he squinted into the distance. A dark silhouette appeared in his peripheral and he swiveled around to try to get a better look at it. The figure looked thin and bony - oh my god, was it a skeleton? Was Veigar still dreaming? He felt a cold shiver wash over him as he took another slow step forward, the luminescent markings along his body beginning to glow as his adrenaline rose - and then he let out a little blood-curdling shriek as he leapt forward in an attempt to tackle the creature to the ground, realizing who it was only when it was too late.