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The silent shadow would venture his way to the lake shore. His black fur radiating back the warmth of the afternoon sun. It wasn’t horribly hot just yet, but it was a warm day and a creature with dark fur would do better to stay out of the sun. The male would lower his crimsoned masked face to the water as he took a small drink from the cool crystalline liquid. His twin crimsoned ringed tails would swish slightly as he paused and gazed at the lake’s surface. The waters were still and almost seemed to beckon the dark male to venture out into it.

Talon would look around him; it would appear he was alone for the time being perhaps he could give swimming a try. His stomach would give a roll at the idea, ever since his drowning accident the thought of deeper waters slightly terrified him. Maybe swimming wasn’t such a grand idea. He would frown as he backed away from the water’s ledge and sat himself on the shore. His white eyes went back to scan the water’s surface, his mind reeling and beginning to lose himself into thought.

His memories gone, he could only remember waking alone and uncomfortably wet. His only memory at that time was he had been ice fishing. He reached the conclusion later that he nearly drowned and died that day, but how did he manage to survive and wake away from the water? None of it made since to the brute as he sat lost to his thoughts trying desperately to place a piece of the puzzle back together again.
He would glare in frustration at the water, almost as if he could will out all his answers from the lake before him.
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The shade of branches overhead was welcome even in the mild weather of the afternoon – the sun not yet out in its full force.</p>
<p>Nestled lightly in the crook of some sprawling roots, Lux made herself comfortable about six feet from the water’s sandy bank, lounging with her body curled partly inward and her upper half propped up, maroon ears pricked forward with passive interest. </p>

<p> From here, the Ealith could have an uninterrupted view of the lake’s glassy surface and everything around it… though there wasn’t really a whole lot to see in that regard today. As such, she was keen to make note of the dark male’s arrival (he had quite the imposing silhouette about him, after all), observing as he drank his fill before she stepped from the tree’s shadow and drifted to a halt with a respectable distance between them.</p> 
<p>She allowed for a moment of silence to pass, her yellow gaze following his own out across the water, <font style="color: #7fc2c8; font-variant: small-caps;"><b>“Are you… waiting for something to happen?” </b></font>There was a wary edge to her tone as her attention flickered back to his figure, filled with some vague concern about something she couldn’t see.</p>






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Talon’s thoughts were swirling in his mind now. All these questions he had no answers to, like who was he? Where would he be going? Does it even matter? All kinds of questions pulled him further into his mind. He wasn’t made aware that he wasn’t alone any more. Another had crept closer to him, while his mind was drifted away asking question after question. The male was only pulled back to the here and now when a voice crept into his ears.A voice seemingly curious.

Now startled the male would quickly snap to his feet, his fur would stand on end. His mind reeling, had he really been that out of it to allow someone to sneak up on him? His white eyes would quickly find the speaker. It was a she, her colours vibrant, while his were dark as shadows. She had kept some distance between them, which helped him be at ease only a little. His face would frown as his eyes bore into the stranger’s. Her eyes were a little mismatched in the sense that her right eye appeared to be pupil less similar to how both his eyes were, only her eyes were yellow, she couldn’t be blind; but given his own eyes of white there was no saying who might be blind.  

The male would take a step back, to add just a little more space between them; he was never all that comfortable around others. What if he knew them before he lost his memories? Luckily he hadn’t found anyone who knew him more than he knew himself, which was a relief in itself.

“…I… was thinking…” The male would reply roughly unsure of what to do with himself now that his peace was shattered.
His eyes remained focused on her, his face still holding wisps of confusion on it. The countless questions still echoed in his ears. The brute would slip into silence as he often does, his eyes studied the female before him. She was yellow, her eyes were yellow. She had markings of maroon, and her chest was white with just a tinge of blue. His eyes would trace over her horns that rested atop her head. How curious that they would be transparent. She was a little smaller than himself, and definitely didn’t have a harmless feel to her like the Citlali woman he met earlier.

“Do you… often sneak up on others?” He would ask unsure what else to say to this woman.
Communication was something he needed practice with.
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<p>It hadn’t been her intention to startle him, but that was still the case; so lost in his thoughts that her words had him scrambling to his paws with dark fur standing on end.  She tensed initially, fearing she had approached the wrong sort… but he made no motion to attack her, instead frowning as he took in her presence. </p>
<p>In the moment she saw his face – with a milky white gaze standing stark against his pelt – Lux assumed him to be blind, but she couldn’t deny the certain focus about the way he studied her, and seemingly a lack of overreliance on his other senses. He could see, just as well as she could. He was quite a bit larger than herself however, with a mask of dark red encircling his eyes and not one, but two tails to sway in his wake. A peculiar ornament hung about his neck, and Lux supposed she could make out a bundle of feathers tied at its end. <font style="color: #7fc2c8; font-variant: small-caps;"><b>“Not often, not intentionally,”</b></font> She smoothly replied, a twitch of a smile about her lips. </p>
<p>The Ealith stood her ground as he stepped back, allowing him to command his space as he saw fit – they were strangers, after all, but perhaps that could change. <font style="color: #7fc2c8; font-variant: small-caps;"><b>“Sorry about that. My name’s Lux. Lux Daisia.”</b></font> Maybe a proper introduction would help smooth things over a bit.</p>
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Talon would almost wish to roll his eyes as another stranger would introduce herself to him, what was it with wolves freely giving their names when he hadn’t asked for them? Perhaps that was just how things were done when socializing? He would frown ever so slightly he hadn’t realised how poor his communication skills were becoming. He took note on her smile, so she was a friendly face? Confusion flickered across his face as his ruffled fur would unruffled and he would grow less hostile.

His eyes looked her over curiously, it baffled him to no end on how or why he seemed to attracted wolves for communication.
“…Talon. Talon Bersek.” He would give his name back with some hesitation.
“I don’t talk much.” He would point out to her, of course he realised he sounded a bit dumb, but talking wasn’t his thing. Maybe she will leave him be finding him boring or stupid. Then he could return to his silence and being alone.

“…You should make more noise when you approach strangers.” He would add as an afterthought, almost like he were giving her pointers on how to approach those she didn’t know.
‘Or you could be like me and avoid everyone.’ His thoughts would want to add, but he refused to let more words fall from his lips. The male would seat himself once more, his eyes staying focused on Lux. He had to admit that he was curious to know why she would wander into his silent solitude, perhaps she was merely lost? Talon decided he would sit and try to converse with the woman, if she proved to be an annoyance he could always just leave. Besides she didn’t appear to be a threat, and so far conversing hadn’t killed him just yet.
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<p>Her forehead wrinkled up a bit between her brows as she noted the confusion on his face – someone was quite the awkward sort, but then again it was she who approached him and not the other way around. A name was coaxed out after what seemed like an eternity, the words that followed eliciting a single snicker of amusement from under her breath, the smile morphing into a more prominent smirk across the right side of her muzzle. <font style="color: #7fc2c8; font-variant: small-caps;"><b>“Yeah, I sort of got that impression.”</b></font></p>
<p>Lux had no intentions of going anywhere, evident in the way she stepped forward and veered closer towards the water’s edge, reclining to her haunches with one pointed ear angled out towards Talon. She watched him from the corner of her yellowed-out eye, rolling her shoulders at the advice he offered. </p>
<p><font style="color: #7fc2c8; font-variant: small-caps;"><b>“Maybe… but luckily all you have to worry about around me is being zapped,”</b></font> As if on cue, a bright and bluish spark crackled swiftly through the fur up her back and wound its way up the base of her horns, snapping and popping as it darted across the space between them and vanished as quickly as it appeared. <font style="color: #7fc2c8; font-variant: small-caps;"><b>"Accidently, of course."</b></font> If she noticed at all, it didn't seem to phase her.
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Talon took note that the words he seemed to come up with amused the woman. It would be clear she had no intentions to leave, in fact she would come ever more closer and join him on the edge of the shoreline she even seated herself.  Talon would almost wince at the closeness but remained silent watching the stranger speak her words.
He would frown as she would talk about he had to be careful around her or else be zapped, was this a threat? Furthermore what had she meant by zapped? His question was almost answered the moment he thought about it, electricity seemingly traveled up her body to pop at her horns. Talon pulled himself to his feet and took a step back from the woman, his teeth would bare themselves at her in a silent growl. He would only ease up when her words continued to say ‘Accidently’

Although now a little more wary of Lux he would sit down again, his eyes would eye up her horns. So he wasn’t the only one around here who lacked control over his abilities. Talon could feel the flames in his veins, and he knew he was warmer than most wolves, but never has he been able to pull his fire into physical form. Not that he could remember anyway.

Talon would frown once more at the water, able to pull his eyes off of the female for a few moments.
“…You should also be cautious around me…” He would mumble as his thoughts drifted slightly.
The echos of his dreams rang in his head. The screams of murderer, the heat, the fire. Talon had long convinced himself his dreams were small truths of his past. He might have killed someone with his burning fire, but it only frustrated him trying to think of how or why. The male would frown even more, he didn’t wish to believe he was a murderer, but he just simply didn’t know who he was.
“…I control fire…I think…” He would add on second guessing himself. Maybe he was just insane.
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<p>Was he always so constantly on edge? She tried not to jump so visibly as he stood and bared his teeth at her, her own eyes widening and her ears falling back enough to suggest that she would still defend herself, unpredictability and all. Only when he reseated himself did her shoulders relax once more, the tension between the pair crackling in the air much like the static through her fur did in response.  </p>
<p>She straightened as he returned his gaze to the water, her ears pricking again in guarded curiosity. Cautious? Because of his demeanor, or something else? Her gaze tightened in expectation as he frowned at the clear surface, her jaws just parting to ask him to elaborate before he revealed himself as a possible elemental. <font style="color: #7fc2c8; font-variant: small-caps;"><b>“…You <i>think</i>? Shouldn’t you just…<i> know</i>?”</b></font>  That was peculiar – had something suppressed his powers?  </p>
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Talon’s ears would pick up her question. ‘Shouldn’t you just know?’ His white eyes would shift to the female a glare on his face. Of course she would ask him that question, any wolf would. It didn’t hurt him any less. Of course he should just know, but the truth of it all was he just flat out can’t. It was a simple question anyone would ask him but still his frustration was clear. It would seem nothing he could do he just couldn’t.
He could feel his body tense up, he forced his eyes away from the female a growl had threatened to rip out of his throat. His tails twitched in his aggravation. He had to remind himself it wasn’t her fault, that she couldn’t have known about his inner struggles and turmoil.

“I don’t know. Just like I don’t know anything else that has to do with me or my life.” He would growl at her trying his best to be nice, but the subject clearly hurt him.
“But I feel the fire in my veins and dream of it every night. So I must have fire magic.” He would add as he got to his feet once more.
He didn’t feel like sitting any more, he had to move and do something. So Talon would wade back in the water once more in an attempt to cool off his growing frustrations. He even so much as plunged his face in the water in his attempts to drown out his thoughts. Feeling a little calmer he would pull himself to face the woman once more deciding to remain in the water with his fur soaking wet. He was careful to stick real close to the shoreline. The thoughts of going too far out still brought fear. The water never went past a little more than halfway up his legs, any further he would fear he would drown.
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<p>She'd said the wrong thing, clearly - the look on his face was enough. Probably not the first time he'd heard that question, and it certainly wouldn't be the last. There was much more to Talon behind his 'broody lone wolf' facade, and now that Lux knew that... well, he had made himself out to be a bit of a puzzle to solve. A <i>challenge</i> perhaps, the fascination evident in a flicker across her features. <font style="color: #7fc2c8; font-variant: small-caps;"><b>"Oh, so you're... missing some information. Did something happen to you that made you forget?"</b></font>  That wasn't unheard of. A good whack to the head and a wolf forgets his name and where he is. It wasn't her place to make too many assumptions though, they'd just met only a few moments ago. </p><p>She fell silent again then, considering his dreams of fire and the heat he felt running through his veins - not unlike her own existence, though it was so apart of her by now she rarely felt it... and certainly didn't have electricity on the brain as she slept. <font style="color: #7fc2c8; font-variant: small-caps;"><b>"Have you tried it?"</b></font> Lux suddenly asked, as if a lightbulb had switched on after a pregnant pause, <font style="color: #7fc2c8; font-variant: small-caps;"><b>"As in, tried summoning your magic?"</b></font> She was no expert, but maybe he just needed a bit of coaching.</p>
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