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"there was," lasher agreed softly, though that was all he said upon the matter, quite relieved at the change of subject. wildfire had the grace to look apologetic, but the druid would not hold such a thing against her -- he had different ideas in regards to the information they shared, and that was that.

the man was altogether pleased that the fire-hued girl knew of her family, and this showed plainly upon his features as she spoke. "prolific indeed!" he confirmed with a wry twist of his lips. his heart seemed to pause in its cadence as wildfire revealed a possibility unto him, and he chided himself for his juvenile foolishness.

"i am also called taltos," the druid murmured softly. "perhaps it was one of those names that you heard." he would not confirm the likelihood of wildfire having known his title before -- he and peregrine were forever ended, and it was a moot point unto him -- or so he told himself.