Featuring: Noctis Dracul

 Mentions: Zeo {NPCs} and brief mention of other npc's.

 Year 761, Summer

 Blackwood, Whitepeak 

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Noctis:

It has been a while since he’s met his relatives, they were interesting to say the least, especially his cousin and he found himself enjoying playing with him without getting suspicious glances by some of the fawnlings where he had lived previously.

“Noctis”, his cousin spoke, gaining the dark coated colt’s attention as he stared at the other male, who received a nod in acknowledgement from the seal buckskin colt. His cousin stepped towards him, soon the other male stood in front of him, leaning as closely as he could to the seal buckskin’s ear.

“Want to go exploring”, his cousin questioned? Noctis knew what the other male meant and gave a nod, standing as his cousin started walking away. He knew these lands were dangerous, having heard stories from his great-grandsire, he followed his cousin cautiously. He wondered how his cousin would fair in such a hostile land, the scrawny male was sickly thin and never seemed to have a care in the world.

“Zeo, you should be more alert”, Noctis spoke with a warning tone. His cousin just looked back at him with a smile, he found Noctis amusing and Noctis found him a bit more naive than himself. They continued to walk through the dark forest, the laid back crossbred looked amused at his cousin’s twitchy behavior.

“Don’t worry Noctis, we’re perfectly safe”, He heard Zeo say, they got further and further away from the safety of the den, it was a while as they explored, ducking around tree’s, playing a game of tag with each other. They didn’t even realize the watching eyes of a few hungry creatures followed them through the area, that is until one came out of nowhere, aiming for Noctis, who barely avoided a fatal bite from the mangy mongrel, the only problem, was the pain filled cry that escaped his mouth as the creature bit down onto his ear as he went to bound to another direction, taring a nice bite out of the colt’s ear. Zeo’s tail was almost bitten in half as another smelly flea bag had went to bite Noctis again, only to get a well placed kick against it’s jaw from the seal buckskin male. Barely avoiding another bite, he thankfully only had those wounds minus a few small cuts and tiny tears that would heal and barely be recognizable, while Zeo would have much more nasty looking scars.

They were able to keep from any fatal wounds, though during their scramble to avoid from being killed, Noctis received a nice tear in his other ear but thankfully not too long after, two stags and a doe appeared, chasing the wolves away, when they were able to get the smelly creatures to leave, they quickly had the young males follow them back to the den where they were immediately treated by the old doe and old stag.

Days passed, they were watched constantly and forbidden to go outside, especially until they were healed. They needed to learn how to defend themselves against or be able to keep from dying by mongrels and other creatures, but that lesson would have to come once they were healed up. Their grandfather still calls them the foolish young ones and purposely holds it against them out of amusement, making Noctis irritable at times.