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[vanyon]

Mithrhovan: *whines*
Vanyon: I'll be dumping you shortly
Mithrhovan: *struggles*
Vanyon: *gets out a knife*
Mithrhovan: *growls and nips*
Vanyon: *starts cutting away fur at Mith's neck*
Mithrhovan: *struggles harder, snarling and biting, ears flat back*
Vanyon: *chokes the wolf*
Mithrhovan: *strangled yelp, slowly goes limp*
Vanyon: *finishes cutting away the hair and bites*
Mithrhovan: *whimpers*
Vanyon: *stops*
Mithrhovan: *lies still, blood staining his neck*
Vanyon: *pets the wolf* Now you stay here and someone will find you. You're right on the way to my 'home'
Mithrhovan: ...
Vanyon: *stands up, brushes some hair off his clothes and leaves*

Yes, I smelt my guests in the corridor. I'll deal with them later.

One snack down, strength to sup on the maia returned. I wish someone had told me of this earlier, really. I'd have had to run off much sooner from those two if it wasn't...*rubs his side, where bits from the wolf have started to heal quickly*

*drops Siledhel, leaving the elf still well among the living and walks out again, eyes strangely glassy*

heeeeeeere Luthien...