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The white hunter followed, stepping beside her in their leisurely stroll. If the Moongirl had ideas for where he might make his bed, Kannoyak would listen and would consider them with his heart. It was no small task, finding a place that would serve as his home. The pathmaker’s spirit told him that it was not in his power, that he must keep moving and establishing relationships between villages.

It is not a burden. This one has only one obligation, now…

The man’s plum eyes were warm upon Ariadne’s face.

The village of the moon and those who live here. That is the only obligation.

The earnestness of his voice said that he meant it.