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The pelt too, she said, distracting Seastorm from her game. The yearling dropped her prize to nose at the pelt, digging her muzzle beneath it and upturning the remaining contents in her exploration. She picked up the pelt in her teeth and swung it half-heartedly a few times.

Then she dropped it back on the ground, eyes finding Callyope again. Her expression was quizzical, but for now she said nothing. She only waited to hear the price of these gifts.