Dragoncrest Cliffs A-after the war I went back to New York

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Étoille appreciates and accepts the title but he does brush his work under the rug and her ears swivel a little on her head, watching him a few seconds before deciding on what to say. ”Even if you hadn’t learned anything, you went into enemy territory and came out in one piece,” she tells him. He’d managed to keep a veil until the end, when they did what they needed to do. What she has planned for him next, if anything, will remain to be seen, but she nods her head once in further appreciation. ”Let’s find something to eat?” she offers, though perhaps something only from the cache for the time being—until her paw have at least healed enough to put more force on them.