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-Maybe you will,- Bronco signed with a smile. It was certainly something she would come by honestly, he thought. -And you'll see all sorts of things, all different places. Oceans, forests, mountains....Deer, elk, jackalope, faeries,- he signed, with a faint smile. Some of Wraen's stories still stayed with him. He hadn't always had an ear for fantastic and fictitious things, but being a father had changed him. Those stories and lores had been passed on to more than just one generation- and he intended to keep them going forward.