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shad, then. teya led killdeer southward, wanting to follow the streams running to the lake. they would go backward along these paths, however, searching for a point more narrow, though not so much that it reduced the depth of the water.
killdeer told an amusing story, and a pinch grabbed at her heart to think of caracal and his friend together. wasn't it they who had found she and reyes together so long ago on the lake?
good warm loam touched their paws as the grass thinned down to the cool water. for a moment, teya watched between the sparkles of sunlight, looking for the shadow flickering of fish.
"did you get better at swimming after?" the raven teased in a low voice.