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taltos was quiet as she appraised him, and likewise took her own scent. for now, he answered, and it was true; tartok had not been cemented here, not yet, but he did not doubt tonravik and her ambition. he drew somewhat closer, body kept carefully neutral; he did not seek to dominate or submit. they were equals here. good hunting, he complimented.

he wished to ask if she was alone, as a segue into his invitation to trek toward tartok, but wisely held his tongue on that point. the girl perhaps would not take his intentions as innocent. taltos glanced skyward to track the movement of the sun momentarily, then let his eyes rest on her again. what is your name? i am lasher. also called taltos.

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