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Moorhen was right there, watching the Shadow with a look of clear suspicion on her face. She didn't know why her caretaker had left - only that the scent surrounding her often caused such things. It had with Venninne and with Laurel, and it had caused her to leave as well. But Moorhen had not returned to the Valley, and she'd worried that Coelacanth would not return to the Island, either. Stockholm had assured her that this was not the case, but she still worried.

"Here I am," she said, rremoving herself from the forest and advancing several steps toward her shepherd. She stopped a few yards away, her body language still stiff and unhappy. "We were worry," she repeated sullenly, turning her head away in stubborn anger.