Conquest Horizon

Phobia was alone in his room, as he wanted time for himself, thinking a bit as he was currently looking over his arm. The arm itself being on a stand of sorts for the Striped to look over it. Usually Phobia didn’t take off his arm, but he felt the need to relax, and mostly to not be reminded that he was in the Isles again. He was sure that the golems, and Jiru were already gathering materials and were just waiting for the engines to completely cool down.

He let out a lwo breath as he he thought for a bit, before he felt his ear flicking. For a moment Phobia felt something was of...Giving a glance around he noticed nothing, and that everything was fine. But yet something wasn’t. He was trying to figure it out, as part of him felt a low dread forming in his gut that a Blackmane somehow infiltrated in his ship and was in his room-- but that was impossible as his door was shut tight.

What could it be-, he wasn’t given a chance to think as he suddenly felt something slamming into his face. Knocking him back and flinching as the Striped landing on his back on the ground. He felt a wieght on his chest as well on his legs and his left arm stretched out. Before Phobia could call out, he felt something of a lower paw slamming into his throat, semi-choking him as his eyes widen.

He was seeing something around him as there were outlines, then slowly did the outlines began to reveal something far worse than a Blackmane.

3 Stripes all holding him down and glaring down with utter hatred and scathing glares. What makes it all the more worse as it was those of his former Clan. Heaving a bit, Phobia managed to get out. “~Tick-Bomb, Bolt-Masher, Teapot-Steam?~” seeing the two males and a female giving low growls as Tick and Bolt were holding down his legs and arm, while the Teapot was on his chest with her foot over his throat as she squish down his pipes as he choke.

“~don’t you dare use our names, Exiled!~” snarled Teapot-Steam, as she glare down at him as she lift her foot a bit to allow him to gain breath. “~You don’t have the right to use our names-- not anymore.~”

“~So Exiled,~” harshly spoke Tick-bomb as he kept a firm and tightly painful grip on Phobia lower half. “~What brings you to our neck of the seas?~”

“~Yes,~” harshly add in Bolt-Masher as his nails prickly grip and squeeze the arm a bit. “~Last we recall, you were running with your tail between your legs!~” then mockly asked. “~Thought you could return as if nothing happened?~” his hands tightly gripping Phobia left arm.

Resisting the urge to whimper, Phobia told weakly. “~I...I get it...you all are...very, very pissed….and its...its justify.~” heaving a bit as he said. “~But I want to say that I’m...I’m...sor-,” he felt something slamming into his gut, being a foot as he felt the wind kicked out of him, it didn’t help as Bolt fist hit into Phobia face as the two Stripes were giving a quick beating before pulling their limbs back as Phobia hack and coughed.

“~It’s too late for apologies.~” Teapot-Steam spoke in pure venom as she glare at Phobia. “~Even far too late to expect things to be changed. You broke our trust Exiled! You broke all of Hyena Trust! You even threatened to break the trust of the Isles with our Clan because of you! The Spotted almost declared war on us! Because of you!~”

Lowly snarling, Bolt-masher told. “~Lucky, the Blackmanes were very understanding. So much so that they knew and the Whitemanes knew that you were the problem, not us. Even more the other's were so understanding.~” a bit of bile in the Striped tone as he continued on. “~All we had to do, was Exiled you and put you on everyone shitlist! Ours too.~”

“~Look like you got a new shoulder.~” remarked Teapot-Steam as she glance to Phobia right side. Giving a narrow gaze as she said. “~No attachments? Don’t know if that's good or bad.~”

“~And a new arm.~” added Tick-Bomb as he look to the arm and noticed it had no attachment points. “~and it doesn’t have no attachments either...a shame. Otherwise we would’ve just force open the metal out of your shoulder.~”

Gulping lowly, Phobia said. “~L-Look….can...maybe I can,~” then whimper in more pain, even more nearly screaming before Bolt-Masher muffled his snout as Tick-Bomb punched in Phobia crotch as Tick-bomb snarl.

“~Its too late for that! Far too late Exiled!~” Both Stripes agreed as Teapot-Steam told as she got Phobia attention as Bolt-Smasher force Phobia to look up to her.

“~Which is why we’re going to have payback. WE can’t do it with your arm or shoulder...too...small…~”

Bolt-Smasher then grin wickedly as he produce a knife. “~which is why we’re going to stab your hand! Then leave and steal everything the ship has to offer!~” Already moving to sit properly and force the hand to be still as Phobia tired to struggle, before TEapot crouch down to griply held Phobia muzzle, both her and Tick-Bomb used their own strength to hold down the Striped.

“~personally I would’ve done a lot more...but we’re getting all the Clans. Even the Spotted.~” all three grinning in wickedness as Bolt-Smasher raise the knife up to begin stabbing as Phobia eyes widen and trying to struggle as his mouth could only produce muffles-- (Done)

With a knock, they all heard a females voice. “Phob, is time for treatment.” All freezing and going quite. With another knock, they heard, “Phob, you resting? Showering?” All going quite, hoping for her to leave. Though all they heard was the door opening, and the female going on, “you no mind if join, no? Could help unwind~” A teasing there as the kitsune walked in, and half stopped at the sight.

There and then, Teapot-Steam rushed off Phobia, not being gentle as she kicked off his body and rushed to put down the female. When she lept, she was certain she had the odd female off guard. But there and then she found a dainty hand around her throat and gripping tightly. She choked, legs falling and the female, Mari, began to open her eyes.

Red eyes with slitted pupils look from Teapot, to the others, her three tails falling out as she spoke. “You come to harm Phob?” Slightly moving a thumb to push on the jugular of the striped she had. “You hurt him, I snap neck.” Tone cold and devoid of emotion. (end)

Coughing a bit, Phobia slowly spoke out. “~She’ll...she’ll do it too…~” the two Stripes glance from each other, then to the Striped under them as they look to their Clan sister. Seeing her held up in the air, choking as Teapot-Steam tried to reach in a pocket to take a rune symbol into her hand to slap it on the strange female. But Teapot-Steam suddenly felt a pressure in her throat as she choked more as she had to move her hand away.

She tried to use her own strength to grip on the wrist to try to force the female hand away, Phobia however spoke out in slight pain. “Don’t...kill her….” gritting his teeth as he told. “Former Clan, Mari…” (Done)

Her eyes shifted to Phobia and told just as coldly, “clan exile you. They are not clan. They are enemy.” And glanced at the female to say, “you no want me kill? Why? They obstacle, easy to kill. No more enemy, if enemy dead.” (End)

Coughing a bit, Phobia told. “If they aren’t...back in a certain time, would get more Stripes...and get more Spotted coming to our place. Hyena really hate it when family member gets killed like this, so odds are they’ll be coming after our ship…” then added with a weak smile. “Plus...we could use them as hostages if they threaten to attack us.” (Done)

She hummed to the last bit, and reaching into her not-very concealing clothes. Fished out a new seal and slapped it on the stripes head. With a neat casual toss, Teapot-Steam found herself rolling and hitting the ground and gasping. But Mari held a hand up in a sigh and spoke, “seal on her. You harm Phob, will make her suffer pain of no end.” (end)

The two males snarl as Bolt-Masher glare down to Phobia as he said. “~So, ‘Phob’ is your new name, huh Exiled?~” then glare up to the female as he spoke out. “Why like this one? Could do lot better than this pile of shit.” (Done)

Mari smiled to that. “He is kitsune. Rules are guid. All else are tool.” Telling on as she approached them without fear. “You wish to kill? I kill more. Many come, will kill them. You are not clan, so are enemy. He will be mate, and Kitsune will kill back for lost mate.”

With a oddly seductive smile, Mari spoke on, “will let Phob go?” Hand slightly glowing red as Teapot-Steam began to hiss and hold her hands to her head. “May let three leave… have minte start before I kill.” (end)

The two snarl as Tick-bomb question. “~Exiled, is what she say true?~”

Looking down, Phobia replied with a shiteating grin. “~Depends. You two are going to leave peacefully? I can’t stop her if she’s like this, and Markings save you if you get in her way.~”

Bolt-Masher snarl lowly as he told. “~You are lucky for now, Exiled. If the bitch didn’t save your ass we will be exacting our payback...we might just get at the ship later when more arrive.~” then glare up to Mari as he told. “We’ll leave the Exiled be…” slowly moving his knife back in its sheath as he and Tick-bomb slowly got off the Striped. “Now let Hiss go from your runes.” (done)

Mari only giggled in a too sweet manner and sauntered her way to Teapot, While the hand was let down and used to peel off the odd paper tag, they felt a odd chill in their spines to see the paper had burnt holes, and the odd runic mark was now on their sister’s head, as if branded into the fur.

Leaning over the striped, hands on her shoulders, Mari told them. “Seal on, no remove. If leave quick, will live. You stay, or come back?” And smiled while raising a hand with that same hand sign and let it go red. Teapot-Steam screamed, and Mari didn’t hold her up as she fell to the ground, screaming and clawing at her face uselessly. “Pain with no end.” And stopped the magic, making the striped pant and hold her head in pain. “You leave now. Or I kill each you.” (end)

The two snarl and glare at Mari with all the utter despise and hatred they held, cautiously moving around her to help their Clan sister up and glaring at her and Mari as Bolt-Masher spoke in a venomous tone to Phobia. “~you may be saved this time, but next time? When there's more of the Isles? Nothing will save you from retribution, Exiled.~” the two noticing Mari slowly and in amusement raising her hand to make that hand sign as they bolted out of the room as they disappeared with whatever they used to become invisible.

Phobia tried to ease his breath, as the Striped slowly got on his butt and raise his left hand. His eyes widen a bit to see his entire hand shaking as he spoke in a slight stutter. “T-Thanks,” taking a moment to breath to calm himself, but failing as he wince from the pain in between his legs. Phobia wanted to say more, or at least get up from the ground, but yet he couldn’t. He couldn’t muster the strength to move as…

As he felt a pain in his heart of seeing those familiar Stripes, and seeing them with such emotion and hatred to him, and their words echoing in his mind as his hand still shake in anxiety, or fear, or even more as it wouldn’t stop shaking. (done)

Mari kept highly alert, but spoke, “no thank. Will be mate, husband. Could no allow them to hurt future husband so.” Then said in a very testy tone. “If did, would slowly kill clan to show, I mean what I say.” Tails flicking about. She stared at the door and told, “Give five minutes. If they not off, will be sure.” Her hand still in it’s sign… and smirked as she gave a bit of magic to it. A very faint shout of pain heard before Mari calmed her magic. “No harm future mate.” (end)

Low laughs escape from Phobia as he didn’t know if it was from amusement or from the high of nearly being tortured and hurt both physically and emotionally as he manage to speak a bit more clearly. “Would be hard to...Stripes make sure their Clan home are hidden...nearly impossible to get in. Unless you had a Striped that lived there, or pry it out of their cold dead hands to learn of it.” (done)

Mari chirped, “why pry, when can trick?” Which made Phobia really reconsider that. Stripes played by crazy rules, but Kitsune only played by very selective and extremely…. Bendible rules. Who’s to say Mari wouldn't bend the rules to get vengeance and play dirty to get her way. And seeing how she forced the three’s hand to leave or let their clan-sister suffer unending pain? (end)

Slowly shaking his head, Phobia let out a exhausted breath as he tried to lean his head down, but his hand was still shaking as he had to lean his forehead on his leg. He ignored the pain of his dick and balls as he was sure it was going to last for a few hours. He soon tried to relax and calm himself as Phobia slightly turn his head to look at Mari as he tried to give a reassuring smile. “Give me a...a moment Mari. I’ll be good as new soon, just need to get my...strength, that's all.” (done)

She still looked on in concern, but after a moment, MAri told, “have little time. Must set more seals.” Making him blink. “Not allow this to happen again. If more come, will be sure, they no come in without death.” Seeming serous on that note. (end)

“Then you better hope you got something for shadows.” told Phobia as he forced himself to get up, trying to push his limits and moving his lower half as he told. “Because, Blackmanes are shadowmancers, and they can,” managing to get on his feet, but noticed there was a slight shake in his legs as he finish his words. “Literally hide in the shadows, be apart of them in a sense.” Letting out a small breath as Phobia added lowly to himself. “I’m shaking like a withered tree here…” (done)

He found his weight to be slightly taken up and Mari told, “should see Zaki.” and with her eyes open and now even slightly glaring, Mari told. “You will see her. Now.” (end)

Letting out a breath, he slowly nodded and said. “Alright, alright…” his tone sound a bit defeated as he tried to balance himself while Mari was close. “Maybe...its for the best. I can get a ice pack too...they weren’t holding back the punchs on me...or my balls.” (done)

The last bit made Mari have a very furious face and made the hand seal-- though not hold it. Instead she flared it three times. They didn’t hear anything as they left, but Phobia was sure Teapot was not dealing well with the pain. Mari spoke in a vendetic manner, “for harming Phob’s balls. No do, want kits later! No forgive if they ruin chance for kits!” (end)

Giving a weak laugh, Phobia tried to walk slowly as he said. “Remind me to never make you that vengeful, Mari.” (done)

Eyes relaxing to their more ‘closed’ manner, making her appear a lot more friendly, Mari told while giving a peck to his cheek. “Would be short. No stay angry long.” Tough did admit, “but may be harsh for bit. Kitsune vengeance not gentle when poked.” (end)

Laughing a bit, Phobia cough a bit, wheezing air as he nearly stumble as he spoke weakly. “Please try..not to make me laugh too much. Still hurts to breath from the beat up.” trying to calm his breathing as his hand settle on his chest. “Damn, I’m glad it was just a small scouting group...would be a lot worse if more of them did jumped at me.” (done)

Mari made a curious pur to that, but it wasn’t like her other more cutsy ones. This one almost had a slight growl to it, and she obviously found the idea detestable. He had a feeling that Mari was going to not let this slide.

Bakari grumbled away and paced in the crows nest. It had been a while, but he was still very worked up. Over Phobia, over having to wait-- over everything really. Leaning on the railing, he looked about just trying to stay calm… until he heard a scream and glanced down. Then a second and third scream. And from the displaced sand being made, and the fluxing of something… Bakari became quickly suspicious.

With a jump, he half flew and landed near the disturbance. Sand shifting and imprinting feet that showed of surprise. Glaring up at the oddly shifting air, Bakari snorted and swept a hand, wind picking up and sand getting all over whatever was in the area, showing some silluets. Flatly, Bakari said, “you got three seconds to tell me why your here before I punt ya into the ocean. One--” (end)

“Scouts, scouts!” told a male voice as they had to remove their invisibility, mostly to try to preserve the magic as Bakari saw three Stripes, all looking adigitated and the one in between clutching her head with a symbol of sorts. The left side male spat out some sand as he told. “Scouts, saw ship, knew who it belong.” then gave a scathing glare to the ship as he added. “Found Exiled. Surprised he got odd bitch with magic keeping him safe.” (done)

“Oh I get it.” Bakari said in realization, “you tried to off Phobia and pissed off his girlfriend.” Then scoffed, “oh yeah, big mistake there. You had to go and anger the Kitsune. Surprised you’re breathing, I’m pretty sure she would of preferred to behead you or somthin’.” (end)

The female snarl to that as she said bitterly. “Almost killed me. But apparently Exiled still has soul, or try to have us as hostage.” snorting a bit harshly. “If female didn’t come soon, would exact payback.” (done)

“Yeah, yeah, no surprise there.” Bakari dismissed with a wave of a hand. “Get lost before she decides to catch up and kill ya anyways. Phob’s might be letting you loose, but who knows if Mari’s going to keep her word and not come after your tails because you touched her boyfriend.” (end)

The three glance to the other as the right male spoke in annoyance. “Gladly.” all three activating their camouflage as they turn to try to get out and report back to the Clans, even more inform them that apparently the Exiled had a protective female with strange magic in her arsonal. (done)

Bakari seemed to remember and call after tham, “an’ don’t come back! Or Mari’s gonna be the least of ya worries!” Figuring to warn them ahead of time. “Ain’t my fault if you come back an’ I gotta beat the daylights outta you all!” Then turned and began to head for the crowsnest. (End)

Although while he did, Teapot-Steam snarl lowly. “~Damn it all, if the Exiled wasn’t with that bitch, then we would’ve get payback.~”

“~relax Teapot-Steam.~” told Bolt-Masher. “~We can report to the Clan, and let the other clans know of such dangers…~” then added with a low grin. “~Beside, odds are the Spotted will come first.~” the other two grin lowly, as while they all had a ‘truce’ of sorts of slavers and with Phobia to fight together? It didn’t mean that they wouldn’t enjoy the show of seeing spotted waste their lives and lowering their numbers.

It was after all, a considerable payback for what the Spotted done for the Striped in the last few centuries.

“~Seer Asha, with great respects to you.~” started off the Striped Clanhead, and current head of the Striped Clans as she and other's were in the Cornerstone table as she look to the Seer. “~We must move our Stripes there now! There is reports of the Exiled there!~”

The Spotted gave a low snarl and a firm nod in agreement as she spoke. “~I hate to agree with the STriped, but she is right! He is within our grasps! He cannot escape if all of us go there now,~” then roar out. “~AND GET PAYBACK!~” behind the two, all Hyenas call out in both anger and agreement in their seats.

“~Payback! Payback! Payback!~” (done)

Both the Lions, Zebra and the Gazelle representatives sat in place quitely, mostly because this was pretty much expected from the two Hyena clans. And they almost half agreed with them over Gear-Mind’s crimes and need to be apprehended to their own extents. But Asha only breathed out.

Mostly because she wasn’t allowed to travel home because of this last second meeting called on by the Stripes. “I understand you want revenge.” Asha spoke loudly enough to be heard. “But I’m telling you all, you can’t go there unless you want to suffer deaths.” TRying to mostly direct this to the Striped and Spotted. “I know he wronged you, but if you don’t avoid that place for a week, lives will be lost. A lot of lives.”

Speaking up, a Gazelle asked, “Seer Asha, we know you tell us and we believe you. But what’s so dangerous about going there?” Normally he wouldn’t ask, but he was in agreement. They couldn’t let this chance slip away from catching a large time criminal like the former ‘Gear-Mind’ from getting scot free.

“A storm, Uluim.” Asha told, “a storm so violent and angry, that it can sink our ships. And it wasn’t just any ocean storm, I foresaw fire and bubbling boiling seas and wind so strong, it would of been a lot like a hurricane.” (end)

While looks were given, the Striped representative took in a breath as she spoke, “Seer Asha, while I understand your visions are never wrong…” frowning a bit as she motioned a arm around. “The Exiled stolen from us all. He broke not only the trust of his own Clan-- but many Clans! He defiled our traditions, our laws-- even to a extent to steal from our very allies and friends, especially a few Blackmanes!”

“For once, we have a means to capture him, for once we can get him to answer for his crimes he did to all of us, for once, we can cleanse the stain he has put on all Stripes.” (Done)

The Gazelle Uluim went on, “and couldn’t we possibly move in before this storm hits? We haven't seen a single hint of a storm and the Zebra Shamans agree there haven’t been hints of one.”

Asha shook her head. “It will happen, Uluim. I took counsel from my Mother over the vision, she agrees that it will happen. If you send anyone that way? You’re sending them to their deaths.” and pressed her lips tight. “I understand, maybe more than most Whitemanes. I have a blackmane cousin, Dadisi. He tells me about these things. I’ve seen things like this, about the crime and justice wanted-- but I’m warning you all. If you send any ships that way? You’re sealing their fate.” (End)

Slamming a hand down, the Spotted Representative shouted. “And if we do nothing, that damned Exiled will leave the Isles before we catch him!” giving a harsh look to Asha as she continued. “You say you understand? Then you know this Exiled did more than stole, he spat us in the face, in all our faces. HE took a large piss on our territories as if it was nothing, and left before we could grab him! Because of him, we had to spend more than we liked to gain new metals, new materials-- just to make new weapons to replace our old ones! The Gazelles had to spent months getting new ships-- and those zebras had to restock all of their supplies because of that bastard!”

Then push. “What's worse, is that he somehow managed to steal from you lions!” (Done)

It didn’t have the desired effect. Asha only gave a passive glance and told, “if you want to waste lives, I can’t stop you.” Causing them all a stunned silence. “If you don’t want to take my warning, I can’t stop you. I only came here, because I felt that I could save hundreds of lives. It’s up to the Headships, like you both, to listen or not. If you don’t…” Asha seemed to smile somberly, “well… then my vision will just come true. I tried to warn you.”

She gave a look around and a respectful bow. “If that’s all? I’m going to head home now, Council. Prosperity smile on you… and please, take my vision seriously.” And with that, got up and padded out. Once the doors closed, the hyena's became agitated, and some of the others also became thoughtful.

Breathing out, the redmane began to quitely think to himself, his many lioness’s also gently speaking to the other over this. The Zebra’s and the many shamen also talked it over quitely, knowing that if Asha wasn’t going to fight it? Then regardless of what may occur, lives are going to be lost in this supposed storm she saw.

Uluim made a face and asked, “so… should we get ships prepared?”

“The Lions will not be apart of this.” Spoke the Redmane evenly. “If there’s going to be a storm like in Asha’s vision? Then the traitor is as good as dead.” (End)

“What!?” roar out the Spotted. “Are you telling me you aren’t going after him?! He’s so close to your territories, to our territories too!” (Done)

Turning and calmly speaking in turn, the Redmane Lion asked, “do you want to be in that storm when it happens? I can see clearly that if it’s as bad as Asha makes it? Then what’s the point in going to a place where she clearly said that hundreds of lives would be lost and fated to be lost?” Then snorted, “let the storm kill him. When the week is up, we can go and get the remains-- and his corpse if it was lucky enough to survive.” (End)

The Zebra headship spoke up. “The Zebras will pull back from this.” gaining the two Hyenas to look as the Zebra went on. “We cannot push our forces, or use our magic if such a storm will occured. While it is doubtful it would come? Seer Asha was never wrong in her visions. Plus we must be ready if pirates or slavers come to sniff at our Isle in the south to break open our defenses.”

The Striped headship frown and spoke begrudgingly. “The Striped...also pull back.” getting low mutters and shock as the Spotted turn her attention to her as the Striped told. “I want nothing more than to grab the one who started this all,” then took a breath as she told in a tone of anger to the Spotted member. “But may I remind you, it was the Spotted that slaughter our numbers to the levels they are now in. We can’t afford more Stripes loss with so little numbers.”

Then took a breath in a she went on. “And our ships can only handle so much punishments, we can’t handle every storm so well, and if this is bad as the Seer spoke? Then we must...be forced to resign and pray to the stars that the Ancestors will get him first.” (Done)

Seeing the striped ready to explode, the Gazelle headship spoke up, “perhaps we could come to a compromise?” Going on to say, “if ships are an issue, the Gazelle can provide a number of weather-hardy ships to the Spotted and Striped.” Admitting with a sheepish smile, “we’d join, but like you know… our strongest weapon is a stick used to teach from a chalkboard. We have the ships, but not really the military like you both do.”

The Striped headhship thought and took a considerable breath as she said. “Thank you….but the Striped will still resign from this.”

She heard outrage from behind her, as both Striped and Spotted we're not agreeing to this as she turn and scream out. “SHUT UP!” getting them to briefly quiet as the STriped told. “What would you have me to do? If the Seer said its bad, then we can’t afford to lose more Striped lives, even if I want to choke the life out of that Exiled! We’re barely surviving as a species as it is, and if more are lost? We could be a endangered species and be forced to inbreed for the next couple of generations to keep our species alive!”

Looking at them all over, and giving a harsh look to the Spotted by her, the Striped headship continue on in a more cooly tone. “I am thinking of our people as a whole, as much as I desire revenge like the rest of you, I know that if Stripes contribute to this? More will be lost, and our numbers will drop lower to the point the Clans will not survive unless by dire actions to keep our population up.” (done)

While the Spotted simmered some, she begrudgingly understood. But hated it. Still, the Headship to the West, the Gazelle, told, “I’ll still leave the offer out for you both. But the Gazelles will also resign from this our of caution, but will still put a few ships on standby with volunteer sailors to the East Cornerstone. Out of goodwill, sympathy and agreement to wanting to get the Exile.” (end)

“Then the Spotted will go.” told the Spotted headship as she said. “We can lose a few hundred, our numbers will still be as strong and large. Even to ensure no pirates or slavers will breach through the East. In a generation or two, our numbers will be back up to speed.” Giving a look around as she said. “For all we know, the damned Exiled would have a means to get out of that storm, as we all know how a Striped like to stay alive, even by questionable means.” (done)

And that wasn’t much of a argued fact. Though most others would say that most any species would try to survive anyway they could. Still, the Lion headship questioned, “then we are in agreement? All but the Spotted will pull away and wait the week out. The spotted will commit a portion of forces with minor aid of the Gazelle to try to apprehend the Exiled before the storm strikes?” Getting a number of agreeing voices. (end)

“The Zebra agree.” spoke the headship.

“The Striped...agree.” informed the Striped headship.

Smirking, the Spotted told. “The Spotted agreed.

“The Gazalle agrees.” spoke Uluim in.

All nods as they were going to prepare to apprend the Exiled before the storm strikes.