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tytonidae had not been seen for some time, and today the man intended to search for her scent along the edges of the territory. his steps were buoyant, if not for the simple anticipation of his union with blue willow, and the children that would be brought forth from it. one day, one day soon, he would visit peregrine, if only to reaffirm affability between them, while maintaining closure. he would have liked to make love to his panther again, a thousand times, but for their hearts, it was best to insist upon distance.
a flash of multicolored hue caught his eye; taltos spotted saena loping at a relatively fast pace through the territory. a chuff was birthed into the wind, hoping to capture her attention, and the earthen servant turned his steps toward the girl, wondering if she was intending solitude this day or if she would welcome — even tolerate — his presence near her own.