Duck Lake gold slugs

He concurred with her. Regipre looked at him, unsmiling. If she had ever smiled, she couldn't remember it. There had never been an occasion for it. Since the very day of her birth, she had been treated like nothing more than a vassal for the wolves, to be used or discarded at the discretion of the superior canines. Even her mother and father hadn't been particularly warm or affectionate. The only source of light in her life was Sart, a thought which reminded her that she must return to Phoenix Maplewood. She could not leave her sister alone there.

The wolf gave a name and even though she was beginning to shed her serfdom status, Regipre replied almost automatically. "Regipre." She said nothing more, though she wondered if Luke would try to carry on a conversation.