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"she will." muskrat did not know enough flowing words to explain the process of training youth into warriorship.

sidelong glance to the eagle said she did not need to explain.

"if wise, will learn quick. will learn from each of us." the girl had climbed in quiet focus. she had known how to walk upon stone, and muskrat still wondered from where she had come.

"woman have child," she said of the ones sought. "take them to ridge? drive off?" she asked, eager for a point of direction when it came to their quest and considering that sacsayhuamán was the one to step first. her own way was to look, to assess once, to hit hard, to retreat.