Whitefish River i tell you the things i know now

the earthen servant was silent as eilidh spoke, backing from her to proffer the space his daughter seemed to crave. respectful as always, her voice shook with emotion, the meeting of anger and hurt, and his heart was pained for her. "i needed you here, eilidh," lasher murmured, "to tend your mother. she has been stressed and sickly."

but instead the blonde girl had departed, as had her elder brother, all in the name of jealousy. worry still wormed about in taltos' heart -- he would make a trip to the outskirts of the territory in search of constantine's scent -- but for now he focused upon eilidh. "but you have sought the same rank as casmir upon your own, and performed your own explorations. i did not think you wished to travel so far from home, and yet you have, and also returned. i am sorry, mo bláth," he murmured.