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courage, yes, he needed such, for his wolves could not survive upon tiny bites of shellfood alone. for them would lasher brave the brine, and the dark lash of what lay within its mysterious waters. if clams and mussels held life within them, then what else might the sea give unto its worshippers? he thought then of caiaphas, and knew she lived, and that saltwinter went on, for she had sacrificed much to the ocean. she would die there; of this lasher had no doubt.

the man was given a careful look; taltos let his eyes trace the sly little mouth and sharp cheekbones, the proud ears and elegant bearing of the other, before his gaze traveled back to behold the expression upon the coywolf's features. the smile was returned; the druid lifted his chin. "please ... teach me."