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"peaceful." until the bear. "when i was a girl, my brot'er sobo went missin'. i swam to de blackwater islands to find him. dat was a long ways," mireille murmured in exclamation. "in de same year, jus' before, de pack moonglow came to de taiga. so many of us gat'ered to hunt caribou dat year."
she let a warm silence fall across the chests of cold metal that could never be opened with any key sobeille might witness: the fact of her blood to njord, the cowardice of her own donor in the face of a threat. to his son's death.
she should.
tail flicked. "i have never left sapphique. not even to travel. to go here an' t'ere, yes. but no journeys t'at might keep me forever." her eyes were warm on sobeille. "what i learned of de world was disappointin'. my childhood was good because your grandmot'ers guarded dis place to dere very last breath."