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Solaire was working on a new kind of poultice–or at least one that was new to him–with his aunt Gwyn when the first howl rang out from the plains that made them both stop to listen. He didn't register what was happening right away, but his aunt sprung into action right away and started throwing on her cape and dagger so he started doing the same, grabbing his armor and sliding his axe into its sheath on his back. Was someone attacking? Were they about to fight? He had so many questions but there wasn't much time to ask them before he heard his dad calling for the fighters and they rushed out to meet him. He was kind of surprised to see his aunt running out to join with the fighters considering how quiet and gentle she usually was and since he never saw her training with the other warriors, but she had her bag of supplies in tow so maybe she was there to be medical support more than anything.

He looked to his father for direction and listened close as he instructed them to fight with hearts and courage, but to keep blades away and mind their fangs. That made him tip his head a bit with confusion. If these were attackers and intruders then shouldn't they fight them with everything they had? But then he quickly picked up on the fact that his father was in a far better mood than he would be if these were real attackers. Ahhhhhh so his dad knew something they didn't! His parents led the charge, but he was close behind, watching as his mom and dad immediately engaged with two of the males that were toward the front of the attacking group. His dual toned gaze locked onto a girl that looked like she might be about his age. Perfect! Since his dad had warned them to not use blades he kept the large axe on his back out of the way and instead just rushed forward toward the monochromatic girl with what he hoped was a fierce battlecry. He attempted to slam his right shoulder into hers while he turned his head to try and grab at her scruff, figuring that was as good a way to kick off a fight as any!

"Solaire Carpathius"