EP 23

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Phuwin could clearly remember the day he met Dunk. He was cold, injured and all alone. He got separated from his pack but it wasn't like they were very loving to begin with. They were meant to separate at one point in life. It was the life of a kitsune. They would each leave their nest and find their own reason to guard something important to them. He had never felt warmth until Dunk found him. 

He had wondered why the rain stop all of a sudden only to find a man with a kind smile looking down on him. He had assessed his wound with genuine care before giving him a soft pet.

" Got yourself into quite some trouble, didn't you? Let's get you somewhere warm and all healed up." He was so gentle when he picked him up that Phuwin can't help but purr in his arms. He had never felt this warm since birth.

"Sleep, my friend." He said softly. Phuwin didn't know why he trusted him but he was too exhausted at this point. It had been days before anyone noticed him. 

***

Phuwin was surprised when he woke up to a warm bed. His wounds were all gone. Before he could get out of bed, that same man came walking in with warm food. It was the most delicious tasting food that he had ever tasted in his life. He wolfed them down in a speed that Dunk didn't know was possible. 

"Slow down, my friend. There's more if you want. No one is going to snatch your food." Phuwin slowed down his pace, looking at his warm smile as he ate. He learnt that his name was Dunk. He was willing to house him if he didn't have anywhere to go. Who was he to say no?  

In his time with Dunk, he learnt what it was like to play and have fun. He learnt what it meant to have a family and a place of belonging. Most of all, he learnt what his family meant by finding his purpose- the one thing that a kitsune holds dear to their heart.   

The being that he will guard with his life...

The being that he will guard with his life

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Pond has been a vampire for a few millenniums. He prided himself on  how his clan expanded but it came with a price and a lot of blood shed. The blood lust within him wouldn't let him stop until he made a fatal mistake. A rival clan had ambushed the group of them who went hunting. He managed to escape at the price of his fledglings. They were willing to sacrifice themself for their sire. 

He escaped the underworld to the central grey zone. He was hanging by a thread before a bleeding arm was offered to him. 

"Feed." he quietly command. He didn't hesitate at all. He couldn't believe it was the blood of a demigod, enabling him to heal within minutes. He was curious of this demigod who just decided to help him. No one does a good deed for no reason. What was the catch?  

"Why would you help me?" Pond looked at Dunk suspiciously. He had met people like him more than he can count. They had never been helpful to people of his kind.

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