Bearclaw Valley No, child, you cannot have grenades or assault rifles in the classroom
i'm going to bring it all back to you
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it was only a matter of time before the boldness natural to both of his parents came to aventus. astara, having counted her blessings the days had been fraught with so little strife, watched bemused as her son first flattened himself, and then slowly regarded her.

she did not miss the careful meditation that seemed to cross aventus' visage; was he to test her, to see what the world was like without his mama as shield?

half wondering if merrick was lurking in the bushes, astara met the cheeky glint of her son's gaze, ears perked ahead and muscles in wait for his bolt. should he run, she would be right behind him -- but she would let him have his little game for now, only if it would help foster his confidence, and help him grow.

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