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He knew to drop it even before the look crossed her face, and by then he was trundling up another embankment.

On the topic of that witch woman...

When I was a boy. He said as he hoisted himself up along a tangled ridge, finding a trail of scents closer to prey than any patrol markers, and crinkling his snout when he recognized wild boar. The last time Glaukos had seen boar, they lived on the next mountain over—evidently their range had increased.

I was lost. She had food. Eventually my sister came and found me and we left Moonglow together. Sister wasn't exactly the right term for Avicus, but that didn't matter. He left much unsaid.

She seemed old then. Must be ancient now. A huff climbed his throat, almost a laugh. The next segment of the route smelled distinctly of two men and Glaukos cocked a leg to affix his own mark overtop.