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suliya nodded, her tail swaying gently as she took in ice diver’s response. it was a good question, one that brought a flicker of humor to her lips. she considered the caribou again, their powerful bodies now locked in a fierce contest, hooves scraping the snow and antlers grinding with strained groans.

not caribou exclusive, she added with a slight smirk, a glint of amusement in her eyes.

then, more contemplatively, she offered another observation. when two fight like this, she gestured toward the bulls, the others wait. the herd does not move until the leader is clear. it is not just about strength—it is about trust. the strongest must be trusted to guide them.

she thinks of sun eater, then to ice diver.