Perhaps Kai's Clanmates had noted the formal, affable seal point's absence; perhaps they had seen the remnants of a scuffle. Perhaps not. Regardless, though, he had been gone - he had been taken by an Exiler, specifically by a pink hyena called Toughluck. He had only just escaped with his life; he knew this for certain. Only at the last moment had a previously unknown power kicked in and enabled him to teleport, step by step by step, out of that godforsaken canyon and back to Valhalla's border. How he had made it so far without collapsing - even with the aid of long-distance teleportation - was beyond him, especially with the wounds that littered his body. His head swum. His entire frame was soaked in his blood and wracked with agony. But he had to keep going ... if only to see his brother one more time. The son of Lucinda collapsed at the edge of the territory, a croaking moan escaping his lips: "...please...someone...I need...supplies..."
He could heal himself, but he needed something to use. Anything, at this point.