Redtail Rise oh it's not true, i don't wish harm upon you

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He wondered if it was betrayal.

To Ashlar, mainly. To speak to the man of matters of the heart and go to one of the roots. Tend to it himself like some sort of beast.

But he longed in an envious way. An ugly marring upon his heart in the wake of the spring and early summer. Only picked at more by Augur's bride and his wayward thoughts of Marina. The dark bear woman too.

Why should he think of anyone else when the most powerful one is here?

Bathed before him in river water and moonlight.

Make me more. He rumbled with depth and hunger.

He did not seek to take from her, to be above her in any regard. He merely sought her with the knowledge that if she turned on him for these words, he would bury the feeling. Deep below.