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As Deep Field landed, Sidereal came to his half-brother's side even before the dust had settled. The oily state of Deep Field's feathers, rancid with rotten meat, appalled Sidereal. Fortunately, Deep Field and Lykaon had come away from their scouting mission with  minimal injuries. Deep Field let is brother preen him as Lykaon removed the harpia's armor. Marr came to meet them. "Any luck?" "I found the nest," Lykaon said as he hung up the armor. "...And?" Lykaon shook his head. "Dead animals lined the nest. I'm positive that I saw a humanoid or two rotting amongst them," he said quietly. His hood was fully drawn over his eyes in his ever

Deep Field soared effortlessly and soundlessly through the cool night air. Drafts of wind curling up the mountains lifted his wings and made his flight more pleasant. He had more ability to focus his senses on the other important things. This was one of the first times Lykaon rode Deep Field, since the dark snow harpia gained his Mark of Sight, they had gone out more and more, their bond solidified in silence. More gryph sightings and gossip had wandered into town, but this time the gryph was much too close to home for Lykaon's comfort. The region said to be claimed by the gryph was at the northern boundary of Stryxsylvania, and Lykaon knew