Blackfeather Woods duma key

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vuk nodded with a wry grin. "i h-have noticed." she was not like the other wolves of blackfeather, not even cicero, despite his difference even from nemesis. the tyro was a pale bastion of weakness in her own mind when it came to comparing herself to her packmates, but it was comforting to know that cicero did not think the same of her. his inner assessment would have caused a blush to color her cheek, but as it was, vuk was blissfully unaware of such.
"h-have y-you l-lived h-here your w-whole l-life?" vuk inquired in her halting speech. she was quite interested in her companion now, his manner of speaking, the wisdom he had imparted to her — maybe cicero would tell her more of himself.[/tr][/td][/table]