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She'd been unsuccessful in finding Wylla. Everywhere she looked, the woman evaded her presence. Sequioa liked to think it was coincidence, but in the back of her mind, she had the nagging feeling that Wylla was avoiding her. Based on what Mahler had said, that seemed like a good explanation. With a sigh, she had given up her search, figuring she would let Wylla come to her if and when she was ready. And if that day never came? Well, Sequoia wasn't sure what she was supposed to do about that. Living under the leadership (a future concept, but one Mahler appeared to favor) of somebody she couldn't speak to seemed... silly, to say the least.

The piebald mother stretched out in the cool air beneath the lazily rolling clouds. She spotted Druid heading toward her, and Sequoia invited her over with a soft woof.