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nou, ai laik. praimfaya protests at natshana’s question, the other woman’s tone laced with playful cynicism. ai laik bloun we. praimfaya explains with a wag of her tail as her bloodkru draws nearer and offers her a gesture of affection beneath her chin. os ai op yo. and it was. after her second ( or third ) departure from her temporary stays in crogeda she had resolved herself to only seeing her cousin(s) again if something serious warranted it.

it was only natural, given praimfaya’s dangerous missions here, that she assumes that natshana is here on official coalition business and that something happened. she is glad, however, as natshana continues, that that is not the case.

at her words, praimfaya barks out a laugh and shows off her new scars to her cousin: the ones that are far from ‘uniform’ as her kill scars. nou os, she admits, though she was very fortunate for stryx and sugar glider’s intervention on her behalf when she lay dying and bleeding out in the sands. yu bos teik in. praimfaya says with a warm smile tugs at the corners of her lips.

as for where she lived currently, praimfaya’s smile wavers just a bit. there was a lot to fill natshana in on. ai kru en ai soujon. for now, anyway.