Arrow Lake Should I stay or should I go

there was but one leader in diaspora, and he answered kazimir with a slow croon that announced his coming before his slow lope brought him to her. she stood in disarray, the three-legged ferocity still evident in her eyes, but overlaid with some tragedy. the woman had been fiercely loyal to diaspora, and so he welcomed her with a low chuff, expecting an explanation, but too tired to be brutal in his demands of where she had been.
"kazimir," he rumbled gently. "it is good to see you again." why had she returned? he hoped ... hoped she would not ask after stigmata, for mahler was unsure how to break open the barely healed scab.