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with the realization that his desires had all but fled him in a few respects, lasher found himself anchored to the plateau, but without the requisite witch, and soon found himself bereft. this he felt he hid well from blue willow, for she always provoked a smile, even in his sadness, and he distracted himself with the rearing of his children. peregrine had let him go, and would be an attentive father in a short while.

having lived in such a way with julien, with eismitte, with the panther, taltos was quite lost in wonderment at how he had settled into a traditional role, with, for all intents and purposes, a wife, and three small children.

he found he was uneasy at the prospect of having gotten himself here; while he adored the willow and doted upon his children, it was not in him to bind himself so closely only to one individual. and so he set off to procure the previous object of his affectations, prior to having fallen in love with peregrine. while the other was a traditional sort, so had the panther been.

lasher held no desire to stand in the way of love, for he sensed that perhaps there would be a romantic development in time, yet his heart was becoming fixated; perhaps out of desperation or a buried affection. and so he trudged toward the borders, eyes alight.