Dawnlark Plains all my dreams are in a width of languages my tongue can speak

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she moved in the general direction of where she'd seen them last, Aviana following closely. focus shifted abruptly to the hunt and only that, half her attention on the older woman by her side. we should split up - we'll be able to find them faster. when either of us does, give a call for the other." she was silent a moment, considering. "whoever calls first ought to wait in place while the other circles around and forces the herd toward the first." gaze traveled to Aviana as she faltered, close enough now that the birds would surely be nearby, somewhere. her head canted a fraction, gaze seeking approval and agreement, should the other woman find it satisfactory.