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The small, but colorful, being walked slowly through the unknown territory, fear and confusion still racking through him after what had happened. He barely even knew what happened to him and the rest of the pups, everything still jumbled in his head. One minute life had been normal, at home with his family, not a fear or care in the world. And next thing he knew, he was trapped, not able to escape the place he had been forced into, with strangers around him. The rest of the wolves with him had been pups just as he was, and they seemed just as confused and scared as him. What was going on? Why couldn’t they leave? Where were their parents? All of their questions went unanswered to the wind. Scamander thought that he would be trapped in this new unknown place forever, thought that he would have to accept his fate and eventually die here, without any of his loved one. But there had been one who came and saved all of the pups, a wolf that he recognized. Zawyne, the younger princess. Some of the fear left him when he saw her and she rescued them all, but he still did not understand why they needed to be rescued. Who had trapped them? And why?
Scamander had tried to stay with the group when the colorful horde of pups followed their princess, but there was chaos and confusion and he got separated. He did not know if the rest had managed to stay with Zawyne, or if they too had found themselves lost. The young brute wandered through the trees, one dark purple orb and one bright yellow one looking around to try and see if he recognized anything. Everything was unfamiliar to him, and the fear returned again. He was lost, and couldn’t find any other wolves to help him. There was something telling him which direction to go in, he had no idea what it was, but he didn’t have any clue where to go so he just followed his instincts. Dark emerald green stilts carried the young pup along a path he didn’t realize was taking him to another wolf, one that would be able to protect him. His purple swirled head turned side to side, trying to orient himself, but it was no use. Scamander was far from home, and he didn’t know if he would ever be able to find his way back.
The multihued varg found himself looking to mountains, peaks that seemed impossibly high. He saw a trail nearby and he started following it, his young form tiring the longer that he went on. The fear of what had happened was still with him, and it only grew as he worried about what would happen now that he was alone. But then his two-toned orbs spotted a glimmer of hope, another wolf! Surely they would help him, tell him where he was and what had happened. And maybe they would know where Zawyne was, or her sister, the other princess. With a new glimmer of hope Scamander kept on his trail, that constant pull still there telling him he was doing the right thing. As the purple, yellow, and green male approached, he got nervous. He was never good at introducing himself and always felt uncomfortable when he met new wolves. But he had no other choice, he was alone in these strange lands. His dark purple tail twitched nervously behind him as he forced words from his throat when he was finally close to the stranger. ”Can you help me? I don’t know where I am, or where anyone else is…” Purple and yellow orbs looked to him in confusion and worry, hoping this new wolf could help him.
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**Scamander**Arcus Irae Brute**Pup **No Home**Violet**
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