Like an arrow, purity shot into the air, a pillar of magic that centered into the bottom of an old abandoned well. It echoed and spread, reaching far and wide into the Western Lands.
Not far from there, a young Lord stopped in his travels and glanced in the direction of the huge explosion of power. It piqued his curiosity and despite his hurry to return to the citadel, to his mate and newly born pup, it called to him, demanding an answer. Not one to defy the fates, he changed directions and went towards the magic.
The clearing was empty when he arrived and eerily silent but the absence of life and noise did not bother the young Lord. He was a powerful male; there were not many who presented a challenge to him. His warm gold eyes narrowed on the decrepit well. There was an odd scent there; human and not, demon and not, but either way harmless. Moving forward until he was standing at its side, he stared in mute surprise.
There, floating in what he was sure was freezing water, was a naked babe. Black wispy hair and pale skin were all he could make out, until the scent of blood reached his superior nose. For a heartbeat, he debated leaving the pup in the water, sure she would die. The magic stopped him, called to him and before he could change his mind, he darted in and out of the water, plucking the child from its cold grasp and cradled it close.
Upon closer inspection he could tell it was female and quite literally, a baby. He could smell only weeks of life on the girl. Sighing, he tore strips off his once pristine robes and wrapped the large wound in her side. Let his mate, Fuiasu deal with the girl. His bundle held close to his chest, Toga hurried away.
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