Flying through the sky one afternoon, you kept an eye on the territories close to those of your clan, as usual. For a long time now, everything has been peaceful, as no one has dared to cross the border of your home. But something was different today.

You barely had time to realize what was happening before something hit your wing and you fell, just in time to take a look at the group of invaders approaching your clan's territory. A threat. You couldn't warn anyone about them because you fainted after falling to the ground.

When you woke up, your head was still blurry, but you could see that there was someone else there.

“Careful, don't move too much or you could make it worse.” Kahir instructed, his hands pressing the bandages around your stomach, where you had been injured when you fell.

It was night, you could see, and there was a fire burning near you. You recognized the man helping you, one of the members of the Kadur clan.

"I'm Kahir. I'm not going to hurt you.” Noticing your gaze on him, he smiled, trying to look friendly so as not to frighten you, "I saw when those men hit you. Luckily, I managed to get to you before they did."