Ash frowned at Dastia and felt his anger boiling up. Why was this fox messing with them?! All they needed was for Moon to get out, not some magical gate to open! Dastia sat there with a smug look on her face, waiting. Moon was panting heavily, and Ashia sighed. "Oh, come on! How're we supposed to know that?" she asked, annoyance heavy in her voice. Ash nodded and stepped forward. "Look, Dastia, we just want to hurry this up." Dastia grinned and looked him in the eyes, a challenge almost. "You know who it is, Ash...you've always known." Ash's eyes widened and he growled. "How..how did you know my name?" Dastia chuckled, making Ash's spine tingle. He was afraid of this fox and he didn't feel trusting of her. "Think, BlueCrescent. Who has always been there, at the most random of times? Someone who has helped you, warned you off?" Ash gulped but closed his eyes, mind racing. Black...Red and yellow on his wing... a bird....blackbird? Suddenly, memories flashed through his mind of a certain little bird, flying over herds of deer, screeching at him when he was near dangerous places. He had never really paid attention, he knew that crows and ravens flew over dead animals so the wolves could rip the flesh open. Plus, he had always thought blackbirds just had a temper. But now he knew, it was the same bird every time, the same helper. He opened his gold eyes and realized everybody was waiting for him. "It's...it's a redwinged blackbird..." he murmered quietly. Dastia's reddish eyes lit up, and she grinned with her sharp teeth. "Good. You have realized your guardian. Very good." She turned around and Ash's skin crawled. Guardian? But how could a little bird be a guardian? Ashia gave him a confused look (a bit like
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