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She spoke as if she were many years older than him, when in reality he had a few months on her. It wasn't much of a difference either way. If anything Kigipigak was socially stunted because of his more feral upbringing; if anything could prove he did not fit in to the world as he knew it, it had been Stjornuati's reaction to his attempts in growing their number.

Four or five, he remarks, unsure of the truth. The trio of siblings, Chanel, himself—there were other scents occasionally ranging throughout the ravenhome, but he did not know them.

Speaking of, Kigipigak looked over his shoulder back the way he had come, wondering if anyone would take notice of how far he ranged; briefly distracted in his thoughts, he paid little attention to the woman or the gathering clouds over the sea.