<div class="floatright">(http://i275.photobucket.com/albums/jj307/tylercook777/ash-stymest-and-smoking-gallery.jpg)<strong>Name:</strong> Keiran<br/><strong>Species:</strong> Totem Warrior (eagle)<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Outside of Redemption<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong> </div><br/>The eagle stood in the same spot for a minute or two after Fenrir told him he could most likely see Redemption from where they were. It was true, but he didn't tell Keiran that he could see people. Well, a man in a guard tower but he was still a person. For a moment Keiran cocked his head to the side, his eyes still locked on the man. They were looking at each other. Keiran knew that this man could see him, but how? Was it possible that the rangers had their own totem warrior in their midst? The young eagle shook his head and turned back to Fenrir and the rest, heading over to sit down by them, not thinking of the man in the watchtower again.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Keiran watched as Lucas and the others pulled out the rations of food they still had. Once they were informed that Redemption was close by Fenrir they decided they might as well eat the rest of the food because Redemption would have food for them. Cyrus split up the small amount of spam they had looted from a convenience store. The group was surprised that nobody had taken it yet. Almost as surprised at how little of it was left. Only enough for each of them to have a small slice. Keiran didn't need much to eat, he was slender and used to going a while without eating. Most of the time he would give his ration to Lucas or Fenrir who did most of the fighting whenever they ran into something.<br/><br/>"At least we haven't ran into a wendigo since we left. Nasty fuckers." Lucas pointed out with a smile on his face.<br/><br/>"Don't say that too loud, Luke. Just our luck one will show up." Cyrus was obviously joking but it didn't help calm down Kerian at all. He witnessed so many be killed by the wendigo's that came through their tribes camp. His mother, grandmother, friends and other family members being torn apart by their adversaries. The last thing Keiran wanted was to watch any of his group be submitted to such a fate.<br/><br/>Keiran payed no notice to what was happening past what Cyrus had said, he was too busy listening to the area around them. Moments later Keiran was in the air, doing a flip and landing right beside Lucas, a deep growling emitting from behind him sent him quickly away from that spot.<br/><br/>"So paranoid." Cyrus shook his head.<br/><br/>"You all are so busy celebrating you see nothing." Keiran said in a low voice. Besides Marcus in the nighttime, Keiran could see farther than anyone. It didn't take a eagle to see what he was seeing though, it took someone paying attention. A wendigo about thirty feet away, making it's way towards them. "You just had to say something didn't you?" Keiran said before smacking Lucas on the back of his head. The bear didn't even flinch, just rose from the spot along with the other and turned to face where Keiran was looking. For some of them it would be the first time they ever fought a wendigo, but for all of them it would be the first chance at revenge.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Keiran used his shoulder and arms to push Marcus' dead body off of him. He was the first to die. Ripped open at the abdomen by the wendigo's monstrous teeth. Keiran was temporarily knocked out from the blow of such a large object being thrown into him with such force. Thankfully Fenrir and Lucas started in on the wendigo as soon as Marcus was killed and thrown at Keiran like a weighted rag doll.<br/><br/>"Fuck." Keiran groaned, pulling himself up from the ground with a little less speed than usual. He had temporarily forgotten about wendigo's weakening totem warriors whenever they were around them. That's why it was such a risk fighting them.<br/><br/>"Keiran!" Lucas called out. He was behind the wendigo, holding onto it for dear life. If he was at full strength he probably wouldn't of had a problem keeping the thing still, but the wendigo was strong and they weren't as strong as usual, so Lucas was having a problem keeping his grip. "Help?" Before Lucas was done speaking Keiran was running as fast as he could, pulling out his knife aimed straight for the wendigo. Stabbing it wouldn't kill it. Only burning it would. In order to do that he was going to have to weaken it first and get it away from his brother.<br/><br/>The first of many stabs landed in the abdomen and chest of the wendigo, making it easier for Lucas to hold on. After stabbing the creature in the eyes, Keiran pulled out a zippo lighter and an old can of men's spray deodorant. Lucas let go and Keiran started to spray the cologne right into the flames, creating a huge burst of flames that engulfed the wendigo and didn't let up until it was dead.<br/><br/>"I have no idea how I held on so long." Lucas wheezed.<br/><br/>"Where are the other two?" Keiran asked.<br/><br/>"I don't kn-" Lucas didn't finish his sentence before a nasty cracking sound tore through the air and a hand emerged from the bear's chest, holding a heart that was no longer beating. Tears stung at the corners of Keiran's blue eyes as he watched the wendigo pull his arm back and the corpse of his twin brother fell to the ground.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>It took every ounce of strength left in his body to make his way to Redemption. Keiran was the only one left. He watched Marcus and Lucas die. He found Cyrus and Fenrir's bodies thrown together in a heap, barely anything left on their bodies but their faces were still recognizable. Still, he didn't cry. He couldn't. Not yet. They died and he survived. The least he could do was make it to Redemption before breaking down.<br/><br/>"Name please." A vampire stopped him at the gates to Redemption. He looked new. Not very seasoned. Still like a human. That would all wipe away soon enough.<br/><br/>"Keiran Westover." The eagle introduced himself quietly, his hung hung low as he looked at his feet. Once he said his name he was allowed to enter Redemption, the place everyone was dying to get to.