Moonspear blood makes atonement for one's life

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arcturus had gone. kukutux had not seen the raindark man since he and revui had vied with one another again. despite how like ice he had been to her before, the duck found she worried for him all the same.

to veil herself, kuktutux had taken to rolling anxiously in fallen pine-branches. she shook the needles from her pelt, crept through the shadows, choking to a stop at the faltering figure of revui. he bled; despite her reticence toward males despite the urging of her body, the waterbird dashed forward with worry straining her features.