Big Salmon Lake twixt the two a witch shall falter

she came toward him, and seated herself, and his murkwater eyes traveled back to the water for a moment. osprey spoke; lasher nodded. "yes. the caldera could never be my home," he answered faintly. he would expound upon his words if she so chose, but the very memory of peregrine's voice caused him grief. presently, he looked at the woman, amused at how quite attractive the panther and his siblings were, a shared and charming trait.

"i am lasher, also called taltos. i love your brother, peregrine." he did not speak in the tense of the past, for his heart would always hold some level of deep affection for the devil, and because lasher was reluctant to relegate what they had shared to memory.

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