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The world fell out from beneath him.  The dark night sky fading rapidly as the mist shifted around him.  His felt his feathered wings for only a moment, the wind whispering through his feathers for only a moment before he could no longer feel it.  He let out a short howl, before the ground came up to meet him.  He reached out, searching for something - anything.  His magic had left him too, but he could still feel the earth and the water that wasn't to far away.

He reached forward, his eyes still closed.  Small pebbles began to roll toward him, and he felt the drain on his body and mind almost immediately.  He opened his eyes, looking at the small rocks.  He sighed softly, "They have taken the mastery from me."  He looked upward, the sun shone brightly down on him.  He padded toward the water, still oblivious to the scents and smells around him - as if the rest of his senses still hadn't caught up to him.  He looked into the water, surprised to see that his pure white coat was now a pale shade of blue, almost equal to that of the day sky.  He peered closer, noticing the purple stripes all down his back.  He moved his tail into view, the rings of purple accenting it not to much of a surprise to him with the rest of the changes.  His blue nose touched the surface of the water, and he called to it with his mind - causing the ripples to stop rapidly.  It was all he could manage though, and he sighed again.  This world, was much different than where he had been.  

The wolf took a look at his reflection again, the shinning gem on his forehead a new feature as well.  It seemed, that as he called to the elements it shone a bit brighter - its golden shade a color he was baffled by.  His wingless body was stark to him, but the weight of the fur was obvious.  He breathed yet another sigh, continuing to stare into the water.

"They have sent me here then... but why... "  He paused, considering what had been happening before this fall into a new world.  He would have died, he had fallen a great deal... and his wings were to injured.  The pack he had been sent to watch had fallen into chaos, they had lashed out without any form of guidance and would have killed him surely.  So how then, did he end up here?  He wondered for a moment, if he did indeed die.  Concluding that, perhaps that was the reason he was so different.  That perhaps, he was reborn here.  It was plausible, after all.