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Durandel paused when he saw the river run red with blood. Stepping in it made his skin shiver right underneath the fur. It was then his attentions were drawn to the source of the blood. A group of dead and dying Arlynes...just who could have done such a thing? Durandel didn't like the looks of this and began to wonder if the Tenneth, specifically Prometheus, had anything to do with this? He really didn't get a chance to ask who was responsible for this bloodshed when the Arlyne told them all to flee. Durandel didn't feel right just leaving the Water Wolves here to die. It was then howls broke the silence of this grim scenery as Durandel perked up and heard the howls coming from up the river bend. It would seem the ones responsible were still around and it sounded like they are still in the mood to draw blood.

It was then Nova bounded off, followed by Dey. Durandel wasn't going to be left behind and quickly left to follow them, but not before saying sorry to the Arlyne. As he ran after them he began to worry about them escaping into the Cliffs. What if they didn't make it? What if they were caught by the wolves who did that and end up the same? It was then he saw Dey slip and slide right into Nova. Worried, he stopped dead in his tracks. "Whoa! Is everyone alright?! Please say that you are, I don't want to hear that someone broke something when we are trying to run away." Durandel spoke as he looked at his friends shuffle in the murky water. "Do you guys need help?" He offered.