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together they thought of suzu, mireille sending her own thoughts scudding over the face of the world's grass. wherever the young woman had gone, etienne was with her, and it was to this comfort she made herself cling.
still the obsidian did not speak, did not venture to do so until the silence seemed to weigh upon her eyelids. "i have been t'inkin' dat it may be good if we sent young ones to hunt wid de rise wolves. to learn. we have all we need here, but it does not mean dey do not seek ot'er places."
they should learn to hunt in all climes and lands, but, as she put a shell aside, mireille realized she still did not understand why they left at all.
the loss of suzu's willingness to have her children here, a second generation; it sat hard in her very spirit.