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A grunt of concern was given as Amalia turned to reveal the wildcat’s attack against her. The white hunter had had few run-ins with the cats that prowled the mountains. They were vicious opponents and dangerous to any wolf who dared face them. Kannoyak could not help but wonder how she had escaped with only those marks to show.

Your swift paws aided you, Amalia, he spoke in a hushed voice. It was as though the cat could hear them speak, that it might be summoned simply by referencing it. It is good that you are safe.

The dark woman spoke of hunts with the wolves of the moon. Kannoyak’s tail waved. He was pleased to hear of this success. Bison were no easy hunt. It must have been a thrilling chase with a most satisfying end.