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Her joy, as always, was transcendent. Even through the worst, she had a positive attitude that seemed to overcome the darkness. And just as she'd been there for him in his times of grief, so too would he be by her side if trouble came knocking at her door.

That's why I love you, Killdeer remarked, face softening as he looked at her. Well, one of the many reasons, anyway. But a really big reason.

Killer bent low, then, and stuck his muzzle into the snow, flicking up a spray of ice toward her chest. He laughed and darted away, streaking through the trees; looking back, daring her to catch him.

When in Rome.