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Narrowleaf pounced on a mare, breaking her back on impact. "I hope Bolt doesn't mind us doing this..." He said, before biting the mare.
Narrowleaf nodded, and ran off into an alleyway. Willow followed, howling.
"Only if you two want to do anything..." He said. "Ma... You want to go?" Willow asked, transforming as well.
Narrowleaf transformed into timberwolf form, ignoring the panicking citizens. "Well, what do you two want to do?" He asked.
Narrowleaf sighed. "...Yeah. Forever." He said, smiling. "O-Okay... I ain't gonna let anything bad h-happen, then..." Willow replied.
Narrowleaf landed beside them. "I-I'm sorry, Willow... I didn't w-want you to find out this way..." He said. "Ma... Y-You and Daddy are gonna...
"M-Mommy's g-gone..." Willow sobbed. "I... I..." Narrowleaf looked back to Bolt. "I'll be going, then." He said, before flying off.
"This way. Through the woods." He said, landing.
"We'll have to hurry." Narrowleaf said, flying upwards. "Is that one coming with us?"
Narrowleaf bowed and looked around. "...I might have a place for you guys to stay, if you need." He mumbled.
"I'm only a half-ling..." Narrowleaf explained. "...They treat us worse than they treat you. It's why I wear this cloak."
"Like I said... I didn't want you to find out this way, Willow, but... Addie sacrificed herself to save Brisk..." Narrowleaf explained. Willow...
(Yes. I am.)
"Hmm... 18 days, I think..." He said after a long pause. "April 8th, I know that..."
"Oh. It's you..." Narrowleaf said, turning around. "So, may I help all of you...?"
"How long do you have for what?" He asked.
"Look, I'm 1,399 years old, I'm supposed to be the wiser one." Narrowleaf replied.
"No... It's not." Narrowleaf said, hanging his head low.
"S-Sorry if I snap... I... I haven't hunted in a while..." Narrowleaf replied, not going into any more detail.
Narrowleaf shook his head, returning to reality. "S-Sorry... I blacked out again..." He mumbled. "I... I'm sorry..."
