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"Yes," Lecter murmured rustily among his fellows, reaching out to snake his jaw against the slim line of Jinx's shoulder. The shaman had not forgotten his request to die upon Silvertip, nor was he completely moved by the beauty of the hidden land, as she seemed to be. Yet his understanding of her was innate; she would sally forth and foray until she discovered what it was that would keep her heart content for a while, though perhaps again Jinx would depart in pursuit of yet another promised land.

He had not spoken of his thoughts on impending morality to his mate, and perhaps would not; the sylph had enough to worry her mind without Lecter to add anything. Icewater eyes met those of the boy he did not know, a quiet fellow cloaked in earthen hue, who seemed intent to meet him, and he fought back the curl of his lip through the younger wolf's ministrations. Soon thereafter, however, his attention returned to Jinx, and he waited to see what it was would be done.