"The Richa is to stop you from feeling the pain within your body and mind, however, it seems the curse put on you is very strong. I can tell that it's overpowering you in visions." Drakari rubbed at the dark scruff on his chin in thought, he was crouched now beside the tub as he stared on at the peculiar fox girl.

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She was having difficulties comprehending her whole situation. Something is seriously wrong with me, I don't even know myself. I can't even remember if I have a name. Why is everything so foggy? I know there was snow...an angel...now I'm in this house. The female was staring hard at the water, watching it shimmer from the flickering candles. 

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"Who are you again?" She couldn't help but ask, her mind attempting to piece together the story of her life. Her wheat colored gaze turned to look at the Stadalanian male. 

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He quickly cleared his throat, "I am Drakari Tygeran, Lord Drakari of Stadalania, a Royal. I work as a contract Namuki for the city of Cai." He paused almost as if to read my curious thoughts. "We are in the district of Caiteg, the blue forest, which is mostly uninhabitable except for oddities like me." He ran a large hand through his choppy black locks, "We are in my estate. The nearest being is nearly a hundred lengths away."

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She looked to him with an open gaze, processing all the information he had just given her, still having many more questions to ask. 

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"And you are..." He paused and his icy blue eyes glowed slightly as they bore into her gaze, almost as if to look into her. "A-Aki?" His orbs squinted slightly, almost like he was having difficulties focusing.

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"Akanthra." They both said at the same time, their gazes both very intense. Memories of her name flooded back to her like a river in spring. Drakari raised an eyebrow to her, impressed she was able to find that information locked within her brain.

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"Do you know you are the last of your kind, a Feltaraji? Your species is extinct and has been for almost a century." The male marveled at her with an excited survey. "I don't understand, same as you." He let out a sigh and stood to his feet as he peered down at her, reaching a hand to lay it on the top of her head, the fingers falling slightly to rub at one of her ears. "You should be dead, but here you are before me, like a flame in the darkest of nights." 

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Akanthra could feel her own heartbeat in her chest. She didn't know how to feel knowing she was supposedly the last of the Feltaraji. Her fox ears flattened against her head at his touch as she stared up to him apprehensively.

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"I bet you are feeling anxious?" The man questioned, concern slightly pasted on his face.

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Her breath got short as she ducked her head away from his hand, "Can you read my mind?"

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Drakari smiled at her, pleased with her attentiveness. "Yes." Pulling his hand back, he slid his palms into the pockets of his grey cargo styled pants. "Us Stadalanian's have the ability to read minds and yours just happens to be astoundingly easy through your Korr Magic. Despite being as mature as you are, you have yet to control yourself." He pondered tilting his head side to side as he clicked his tongue. "You must be about 18 with the discipline of a six yearling." The male reached down to poke her nose like she was an infant.

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She blinked her eyes as she thought about everything he said. Akanthra's tail swayed in the water as ideas bubbled around her like the soap on the surface. She could just feel his amusement arise off her thoughts that he was supposedly picking up. The vixen quickly whipped her head up to glare at him threateningly.

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He quickly raised his palms to her in innocence, a smirk on his lips. "Calm down kirita, I only want to help."

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She tilted her head to his words, "And what exactly can you help with?" She questioned, her annoyance turning to curiosity.

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"Help you get control over your powers."