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"The line between instinct, premonition and a prophecy is not that clear," Wraen remarked, wondering really, whether there was more to that story about Huā and Rusalka than she had let on. She had had nothing to do with the pack in question herself, probably never would. 

"I would love to stay and chat longer, but I have to return to my group. It's getting a tad bit late," she rised to her feet, stretched and smiled at Yuelong's leader apologetically. "Good luck throughout the winter and I sure hope that we run into each other some day again. I would love to see that island home of yours."

Last one from me. Thanks!