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    ★ ★ ★ Hestia was asleep in a patch of sun. Odd enough on its own, but on closer look, one would see, she was not breathing. She was not moving. She was like a cold statue, really. Despite the sunlight, her pelt was like ice. Was she dead? No. She was frozen in time. She had killed an exiler npc and was now stained with his blood. Time control having frozen time around her on a bubble. If one were to get close enough to touch her, they would be sucked into the bubble. Where it was still night and Hestia was watching the stars.


    "Speech."

    YOU SEALED YOUR DEMISE

    NOTHING SHINES BRIGHTER THAN A GOOD HEART

    Poe — HawkClan — Sentinel

    Poe was taking a walk that afternoon, seeing how his paw worked. The prosthetic was metal and often required repairs; without Vader here, or Han, that proved a little difficult. Poe was a mechanic, yes, but a mechanic with starfighters and large ships, not small paws. Still, it seemed to be working just fine on his little test run. Poe smiled as he came across other HawkClanners and even noticed Hestia sunning herself. "Hey Hestia...!" He trailed off as she didn't respond. In fact, as he looked closer, the female appeared to be... Dead.


    "Hestia?" He hadn't exactly been expecting a friendly 'hello!' back, but seeing her unmoving was cause for concern. With a hesitant paw, Poe reached out to poke the female, eyes narrowed. Then, suddenly, he felt a rush of air and the sky turned dark. Wait- it was the middle of the day! Poe whirled about, seeing stars in the sky and Hestia sitting up just fine watching them. How?


    "Hey! What's going on?" Poe asked, voice concerned and confused as he gazed around. "Where are we?"


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    the scent of the exiles was still heavy in the redwood forest from the recent attacks, and valor felt his pelt crawl every time the scent came over him, and he veered his direction the other way. alcibiades had struck him good in the fight, though valor was never really talkative during battles. they never seemed to shut up when fighting opponents. hitting the scent of the exiles in another part of the territory though, valor assumed the worst. another ambush? so soon? the hound rushed forward, too late to see poe sucked into the time vortex put had seen hestia just as he did; frozen solid and... strangely out of place. "hey, hestia, you okay?" he spoke aloud, circling her a few times though not even her gaze fell onto him. he hesitantly approached, lifting up a paw and just barely grazed her shoulder before he, too, was warped into time and collapsed right next to poe.


    he coughed, shaking his head and leaving them between his paws, remaining still as the dizzying effects made him too weak to get up at the moment. "by the dread wolf-" valor sputtered, his eyes following the blurred form of poe and realizing soon that hestia was here as well. "where are we? what did you- ugh- did you do?"


    9.12.17.

    ★ ★ ★First to find her was Poe. He seemed to be with her now, but more confused. The female would turn her gaze to him and tilt her head slightly. What in the world did he mean? Her mind was a bit confused as she sat up finally. "Poe? Why are you acting so strange? We are in Hawkclan. Its just night time." She offered before hearing another voice.


    "What do you mean? Are you both feeling alright?" She had no clue what was wrong with them, but she was not going to ask further. They wanted to act strange, let them. She was fine and they were acting weird.


    "Speech."

    YOU SEALED YOUR DEMISE


    NOTHING SHINES BRIGHTER THAN A GOOD HEART

    Poe — HawkClan — Sentinel

    Poe jumped as Valor suddenly emerged, seeming just as confused and startled as he. Poe glanced from Hestia to Valor, eyes narrowed. Was this some kind of... Alternate dimension? He'd heard stories of them but hadn't ever visited one. He had just been out in the sun with a seemingly sleeping Hestia- and now he was here, at night, with an awake and confused Hestia. Why was everyone confused??


    "It was just light outside! This can't be-" He turned in a circle, surveying his surroundings. It was, indeed, HawkClan. Curiouser and curiouser. "I was walking and found you sleeping... But when I touched you, I suddenly came here." He turned back around to face the Cipher, shaking his head. "It's weird."


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