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Aye, it is, she agreed, looking at the herd as well. It seemed there was a healthy influx of calves, which boded well for the future hunting of the pack. Life flourishing had a number of benefits.

She could have continued to converse idly on the nature of the season, but chose to follow the lead into the more direct topic she wished to discuss. Rosalyn was never one to beat around the bush.

I know that Erzulie chose you this spring, Rosalyn began, her lips curling up into a smile as she looked sideways at him, single eye glimmering with amusement. I wanted to know your intentions. Do you plan to stay? There was a reason behind her asking this, one she'd likely explain after she heard his answer.