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The sound of his echoing footsteps inspired another wave of hurt, first. Seastorm stopped what she was doing and sat in the middle of her mess to cry. For a time she did nothing else.

When Catamaran returned he would find their bedding perfectly arranged, and Seastorm lying in their bed watching the trees idly. Her eyes were red from crying, but otherwise she was expressionless. She looked up only long enough to see that her bounty hunter had returned, and that this time he had brought something.

For several long moments she only sulked, resting her head back on her paws. But the gift did make her feel better. After a time she pulled herself up to approach Catamaran, the very picture of casual composure, and sniff him over. Hot springs, he'd said.

What's a hot spring? She asked after a time, still sniffing him, her nose brushing the fur at his flank.