"That was easy!" Renard said to himself as he carefully placed the cage containing the baby Keth'mor onto the wooden table in his temporary quarters.
The whole operation had just been a guess, really. But it was an educated guess based on something he'd learned in his previous life—a tragedy that he was now in a position to prevent.
In his pastlife, he'd heard about a terrible incident from his grandfather. It had happened about a year after his awakening ceremony, when he was still struggling to understand his powers and place in the world. His grandfather had been furious about something that had occurred near Draemir territory, and the story had stuck with Renard ever since.
Some poachers had captured a baby Keth'mor from deep within the Great Green Forest, which could sell for enough gold to buy a small estate, and they'd been planning to transport it to the black markets.
