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All for you.

Seastorm stilled, peering with more curiosity than wariness at the pelt as Callyope spoke. She had never been given so many things of her own. Part of her wondered, just for a moment, if this was a cruel trick of some sort; perhaps the women meant to take these things away the moment Seastorm made her choice!

Thoughtlessly she snatched the tusk, tossing it up into the air and catching it with a loud clack of her teeth. The weight of it jarred her jaw painfully, but she paid it no mind. Instead she threw her head around a few more times for good measure, swinging the tusk like a flail.