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teya took maia's suggestion to be a flippant one, insinuating she might eventually change her mind. yet the raven shook this off. she herself had started their meeting aggressively; perhaps maia still stumbled with that.
"i would like this," teya said softly, a genuine warmth infusing her coolwater look. "perhaps we make game? how many can be caught?" she grinned, waiting for maia to lead off into the huntingplace they would occupy for the next presumable hours.