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Matchmaker.

That brought the panther up short. He halted mid-step to turn a blank-faced look on the woman, his mind struggling to exit the mires of his deep sentiment.

Matchmaker. That was important, because —

"The isbjørn must be wed," he said, meeting her teasing with obvious gravity. There was a brewing sense of mischief in the other man; he thought it would be great fun to unleash Kukutux on his hunting partner, but too, there lived in him a deep desire to see Valiant settled and happy. "I will bring him to you," he said, relaxing into a smile once more. "And if you find him a match, I will see his firstborn named in your honor."

He was intrigued now more than ever by the moonwoman and the moon villages.

"Have you matched many?" he asked her, still itching to hear a story — any story!