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Saena didn't mean to disregard what Gunnar said next, but as soon as the name Crete left his lips, it was almost impossible to listen to him. Her tail stopped mid-stride and fell in slow motion to neutrality at her hocks and her aghast expression was fixed on him. It was possible he meant another Crete and not her uncle, but it was improbable she didn't even entertain it. The pieces lined up, for Crete her uncle had left, and so had Crete his father.

"Crete?" she repeated a bit dumbly, then said, "that dick's my uncle!" This exclamation was followed swiftly by a kick of regret, the origin of which she didn't know. Perhaps it was just that Gunnar's father had left before he'd even been born. "Oh, Gunnar, I'm sorry. At least my parents were there when I was born. Crete left us all without saying anything, too, least that's what d... what Peregrine told us. He was... is... a shitty wolf."