BE NIMBLE, BE QUICK [o, joining]

Perhaps this was it. Blurred, incomprehensible shapes flashed upon the deserts outlands, bleeding into a single being that bellowed out alien-like roars in their pain. Flesh melded together and clung to bone; in the end, it left only a vaguely lupine creature struggling for breath, gasping at the sheer force that required making a body. Come back! Come back! came quiet whispers, either from the depths of their mind, or from a being's voice from nearby. "I've come too far," the being said to no one from a stranger's perspective, but to someone from the lupine's vision. Heaving a sigh, the creature stood upon wobbly limbs like that of a newborn, before collapsing once more into the sand. Return to us, before the link is shattered! said another voice, frightened and quivering. "Then, let it be shattered. You're of no use to me," the lupine muttered, pulling themself into a sitting position to mull over a decision. You fool! You fool! the voices cried, a chant that reached the heavens, but fell upon deaf ears as the being began to run. We took your eyes as punishment, and yet you continue upon a blinding path! For this, you shall continue to suffer!

Eventually, the voices faded into the unknown, but they still felt their influence upon their skull, leading them onto this path of redemption within foreign territory — hell, if you could consider it that. Even now, as they left what was once home, they knew not of their ambitions and goals, as if their memory was wiped of that specific thing. No matter, the voices will reveal what was lost, they had to.

Settling upon what was Bloodclan's territory, the eyeless lupine waited, mouth opening and golden slime oozing from their ivory incisors as the unmistakable scent of other creatures reached them.

At first, as a tongue slipped out and over their charcoal lips — ridding of the excess golden slime —Thais figured that they had arrived too soon for others to register them among the corpses that littered the terrain. Only Thais could hear their labored breaths and the unintelligible voices around them, becoming so engrossed with them, that the waft of fresh life threw him entirely off-guard. Then, came a voice to accompany it, although his tones shifted: shock, then fascination? Either way, once he was finished talking, the lupine spoke up, their sightless face finding Henri's own. "Inquiries." they stated simply, before realizing that it wouldn't be a satisfying nor explainable answer. "Sanctuary. I'm looking for .... sanctuary, for my own good. Might I find it here? If not, I shall not hold your time and leave as a blur." They won't want you, oldblood! hissed a voice, clawing its way from the recess of their mind, but Thais gave it no heed.

Then came another, a hellhound who agreed with the first arrival, while also dubbing the latter by a name — Henri. But upon Thalia's question of their name, Thais expelled a soft sigh that revealed his uncertainty. Should they reveal such vital information? Lie! cried one voice; Be honest! whispered another, more quieter one. "I'm known only as Thais, former Agent of the Three. My origins otherwise are unknown." A name is a powerful weapon, you must utilize this to your advantage.

Quickly, two became three, as a third being joined them. The alien lupine then shifted themselves to "face" Barbara, and their non-existent brows quirked at her question. "I see everything." they muttered, voice adopting a hollowed tone, as if reflecting upon elsewhere. Thais saw through both echolocation, and through the agent's "sight" granted to them by the Three. That much they couldn't revoke from them, a grim reminder that even if they had restored his luminaries, he was still cursed to see only through their vision. "I can't see features, but I can predict movement, along with a few other things."