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The cotton grass man listened, enthralled with her tale of the battle. Many wolves had gone to fight the wildcats. Healers and women, she noted. Kannoyak nodded, unable to imagine these things without experiencing them. He had hunted near the mountain cats before. He had nearly met his end to one, though that had been many years before arriving in the Teekon Wilds.

It is a battle you will tell for many years. Fighting alongside your wolf brothers and sisters is a great honor, he said. The pale man dipped his head. It should be a proud thing for her to retell. Dangerous as it was, she had emerged victorious and she wore the proof of her victory on her hide.