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it was then she stopped watching for hostility, a scorpions tail hidden in her words. zulema was welcome, and it sounded others would be excited to greet her too. 

“thank you, solveig.” she nodded her awkwardly, unsure how else to follow her words and affection.

she followed behind the pale woman, in step with her mother. nervously close to golden fur of tamar, she felt small again; not that she minded. being alone certainly did not help her grow.