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he nodded; he would not lie to her. perhaps in time they too will come to make amends. he thought it prudent not to tell the ruby of junior's departure; that was peregrine's lot, but once he had answered, he could seek nothing within himself of which to speak. glancing dolefully at the sky, he remembered a name that both caused him to pause and to smile, and he regarded fox in silence for an iota of time.

does finley still chase gigantic predators? lasher asked softly; now there was a subject with which the redfur was surely well-versed. finley's chaotic ways had, assumedly, not ceased though she had followed the panther and his gem to the caldera.