Snowy glared at him. "You're not just saying that to trick me, are you? Because if you are...!"
"No, no! I wouldn't joke about this. It was too vivid. All of it was clear, there were no fuzzy spots... my background... I must be Nytenkatuyt." he woofed. He stretched up a paw and gently touched Snowy's face. "You'll just have to trust me with this. Why else would I have found this place, out in the middle of the desert?" he told her, his eyes a bit blurred from his faint still.
Snowy gazed at him for a little bit, then said, "I suppose... but I don't want you telling them just yet. I just want to leave this place. Are you ready?" she asked, looking at him. He nodded, taking off his compress and tossing it into the water-filled bucket. "Once we get out of here, we'll need to figure this out you know. Now that this vision has come to you, we can't ignore it anymore." Snowy whispered to him as the opened the door. Nyt looked down either corridor. Silence. They walked out, tracing their footsteps back to the entrance. They found a small crowd with Harkelt at the front.
"Hello, Nytenkatuyt. You've rested now?" he asked, staring at him with large eyes. "Um... yes, and I think it's time for me to go back to my old dwelling..."
"But this is your dwelling now."
Snowy glared at the Lecchi. "No, it's not. This is not Nytenkatuyt, and we don't want to live underground. Now, if you'll let us through-" Snowy was interrupted by three spears to her throat.
"Now, if you'll just let go back up to your room, Nyten. I'll show Snowy here her room."
Nyt looked at Snowy worriedly. "But... but Snowy belongs with me!" he said loudly to Harkelt. He laughed. "No, what are you talking about? She is not your wife. You already have one from the old days... Dae!" he called.
A sleek and well groomed Orchid Leawolf stepped slowly through the crowd to sit next to Nyt and nuzzle into his fur. "Oh, Nyten! I thought I would never see you again..." she breathed, licking his face. He blushed under his fur. Snowy glared at her angrily, but did nothing in fear of impalement. She clenched her fist and felt her ice magic well up there, causing her fingertips to numb. No... she couldn't do it here, not now. She would wait until she could find a time when she could be alone with Nyt. Then she'd get rid of that little temptress.