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Brave and kind? What a gold star compliment! Killdeer would have blushed if he could; instead, he ducked his head and grinned at the ground, and that would have to suffice for his 'aw shucks' moment.

I'm not related to anyone here, either, he replied. He reached down and plucked one of the most submerged pelts from the water and looked at her in query. This one's been there for a while. It's probably clean, right?

He'd do as she asked—whether letting it launder more or taking it out to dry—and went on speaking. My family's pack is on the caldera southeast of here. The Redhawks and Blackthorns. There are a ton of them around; I bet you've met a few here and there.