Nova Peak barriers of trust will fade

though she much preferred the company of women, a candle's flicker of irritation stirred in her heart to hear she would not be received by the woodsman.

in sobeille there existed a great sense of entitlement -- and skorpa, she reminded herself, was only a man. all the things she planned to say crumbled by this unanticipated event -- but truthfully, this was a learning moment for the emerald, and raven's call was lovely to behold besides.

as a charcoal paw claimed the blubbery body of the seal pup, a desire rippled across her skin she took pains to disguise. de maman should eat dat all, den. de blubber an' offal makes strong milk.

a pause as she regathered her thoughts. since raven's call had been direct, sobeille would be in kind. i come to ask questions. mebbe you be knowin' de answer to dem. so i ask you. her eyes roved over the compelling clash of lavender and honey in raven's call's gaze. two t'ings. one -- a band came an' raided my 'ome. i ask you if you be knowin' of dem.

two. i be seein' many wolves movin' to de east. i wish to know of deir purpose.