Redsand Canyon The heart does not exist solely for the purpose to pump blood

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It seemed Phox had arrived only days before Ruenna had given birth. Now that she had, and there were murmurs about, Phox thought it best to give the new parents a gift. Wasn't that customary? And while he had once been fairly close with Ruenna, back in his leading days, that seemed so long ago. He couldn't exactly claim to be close to Germanicus, of course. The two had barely said a dozen words to each other. Still, both of them were his leaders, and both of them would likely appreciate a gift.

Using the methods he had learned from somebody at the Frosthawks, he had carefully skinned a beaver, making sure to get the largest piece he could. It turned out quite nice, he thought, and the Redhawk approached their home with guarded caution. He didn't intend to intrude or ask them anything, so he carefully laid the skin outside their door, paused only a moment, then turned to leave. His scent had surely embedded itself in the fur with him working it so, and so they would know the gift came from him.