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When the hole widened out, Aventus stepped back to allow Stryx space. The title she bestowed upon herself made something ugly snake through his belly, but his expression showed nothing of it. That is Arielle, he corrected at once, the only indication that he found her title to be too forward. Are you here to learn from her? She is an excellent caretaker.

If he was not so biased, he might be able to admit that Arielle was self-taught and, as such, could benefit from a mentor who knew what they were doing. She coloured his world and swam in his veins, more lately than ever before, and it would be remiss of him to let Stryx proclaim herself in the Bruin-heart's place.

Aventus. Bruin-jaw, he added in an offhand manner. Ursus had a healer before Arielle who used this place to house patients and medicines. It has not seen use in some time. All readily apparent from the spoiled stores within. Aventus padded toward the wall, where rough outcroppings in the stone served for shelves. The leaves scattered on the surface of one were largely dry and blackened with age, but the damp had seeped through some. Do you know if any of this is usable?