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Meerkat was so busy staring at Erzulie in surprise, an icy wave rocked against her legs, nearly sweeping her feet out from underneath her. Ears still pricked attentively toward the Obsidian, she navigated to a slightly shallower area of the surf, otherwise riveted by this information.

I had no idea, she said truthfully, passively admiring the way Erzulie effortlessly flowed with the tide. I only really had the one conversation with him, to be honest. She had never really gotten the measure of the man. He brought some really great kids into the world, though.

She missed them quite a bit, Veteran especially. Her fondness showed on her face as Meerkat swirled her paws in the seawater and hummed under her breath. It was her experiences with the Duskfire pups that made her hopeful she could foster similarly rewarding relationships with the young wolves of Sapphique.

By the way, I didn’t mean to hijack your search for your son, she thought to say a moment later, just in case Erzulie wanted to stop idling here and resume her search for Loko.