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[BLOODHOUND.]

They had been on that very same beach, feeling the salty air rustle their fur. The wolf had taken it upon themself to walk along the borders that day, not patrolling so much as getting a feel for the territory, the great expanse that Tanglewood covered. they had been laying in the warm sand, watching the tide roll in, how the salt and freshwater flowed as one, brackish and dark. They had never truly experienced the open sea, felt it over their paws, as they did now.

They had been almost meditating of a sort, eyes closed, just taking in the feeling of the cool water, when they heard gasping. Their ears automatically turned towards the sound, and their eyes opened. Someone was drowning. they could hear it, in gasps and splashes, desperately clawing for air, for the surface. They sprung into action, running along the shore in the direction of the frenzy, heart jumping in their chest. Where? Who?

It was not long before they saw the dark cat, eyes closed, struggling. They were quick then, to tear off their mask and cowl, neither would help them get to the young one faster. And if their mask filled up with water... They would be in just as much danger.

Bloodhound rushed then, into the cool water, feeling the current threaten to take them as well. They were heavier, and stronger altogether, so they were at the very least, able to resist. They paddled quickly over to [member=11964]Ivan[/member] , trying to scruff him. If this failed, they would then attempt to catch his torso with their jaws, holding him gently as they would a wolf pup, and keep him mostly out of the water on the swim back to shore.

THE TRUE TEST IS BEFORE THE ALLFATHER.