Arrow Lake — disappearances, after all, have explanations. usually.

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stigmata prowled forward, and mahler was pleased to see that the joining band showed his kill-brother the proper respect. this assured him before their words did, though he was contented to know that diaspora would be gaining a great number of skills, as well as children, in their admission of these wolves.
like the ironstar, mahler too would leave the final choice to takiyok. lavender stare flicked at her silent nod; the three were in agreement then. "i too am a healer, frau," the gargoyle murmured to the gravid moon whose scarring did not detract from her fierce beauty. "vhat is mine is now yours. velcome to diaspora, all of you."
in time they would be given their roles and tasks, but for now, it was important that the six settled and prepared for impending birth. he had not missed the tension between the wounded man and stigmata; perhaps there had been bad blood before, and mahler determined to himself that he would keep an eye upon that one until it became clear he truly would submit to diasporan rule. 
he looked to the winterwhite and his kill-brother now, wondering if either of them would speak again.