Larksong Grotto Praise the Sun

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winter was close at hand; vuk felt it within her bones, saw it in her breath. the plan she had formulated had put out tendrils that took root within her mind, but she said nothing of it. not yet. it was not a right time. vuk felt herself drawn to the lake, and toward the glittering expanse she trotted, only to find that she was not alone. the patchwork girl did not recall meeting this woman, and so lightly chuffed a greeting as she approached.

raas meant nothing to her; vuk hoped that the other wolf was not one of his followers, but it was an empty hope, as she would find. nevertheless, pleasure nipped at her edgework; it would be nice to speak to someone today.