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ragna seemed to glow more brightly when eshamun made her request, and this pleased the ekar-aji with a wordlessness she could not articulate. and she too drew comfort from the shieldmaiden's words. and she was relieved to hear that the pale woman had made strides to ensure the success of the malkaria. "that is all good to hear, ragna," eshamun murmured gently, her eyes lifting to the skies briefly, as if to ensure there was no snow. 
"already my fur has begun to grow thicker," the canaanite murmured with amusement. "i am prepared, even if i am not!" here she paused and cast a glance toward the kurgarru. "and the fighting -- i am afraid i have never before sparred with another."[/tr][/td][/table]