Larksong Grotto Praise the Sun

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vuk felt herself rankle as the kind she-wolf referred to her as 'sister.' she was no sister -- she had nothing to do with raas. and yet vuk held this back, for what would it do but hurt the other to lash out? "l-lilac," she murmured, smiling. "t-that is a l-lovely n-name." it was the title of a delicate flower — much as the wolfess herself appeared.
and larksong was indeed beautiful. "i am b-blessed to have b-been b-brought h-here," the scarred she-wolf said quietly. perhaps not by any god, but favored all the same. seff and terich too, she decided.[/tr][/td][/table]