Blackfeather Woods duma key

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the names cicero spoke did not strike a chord in vuk, save for damien, who she knew had been the leader of the woods. she cupped her ears forward, for it seemed the odd male had more to say. if he would speak, vuk would gladly listen. "w-will you t-tell m-me about t-them? i w-would l-like to l-learn, c-cicero," the tyro murmured respectfully, fixing her eyes on some approved point near the man's chin, as not to challenge him. 
however, some part of vuk believed that he would not take it as such, though she did not wish to test this suspicion.[/tr][/td][/table]