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"want to see woman first," muskrat said lightly, aware that this was the first disagreement they'd had thus far.

nothing harsh came from royal eagle, but muskrat sensed in her lover an iron that lived just beneath her flesh. she was honed, graceful in her movements; she had been trained; she left those pieces of herself in mystery.

"when swamp panthers raid, take mother and child together. not as many enemies. kill her later, if need."