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She stilled to observe his approach, her eyes wide and her furs a wild tangle of feathers and bits of foliage. His wariness was noticed, as was his lack of offering. Seastorm's ears pinned to her skull; truth be told she was becoming accustomed to the regular gifts, and the absence unexpectedly stung.

After a few moments she turned away in a huff, pretending she hadn't seen Catamaran at all. This, she believed, was the way to truly hurt him: to give him none of herself at all. It mattered, for some reason, that he felt her displeasure.