Bramblepoint It comes in waves, the letting go

Hard to cry when you're dead. I mean it when I say be careful, if you find it. Fennec replied, still with the ghost of a smirk lingering. It was at least a little refreshing that he had a sense of humor.

I used to read fortunes, for a price. Unfortunately the pack I'm in now isn't the type to appreciate that kind of thing. It was a bold claim on something she didn't know for sure, but she could infer it so easily that she didn't need it verified. No way the soldiers of Mereo would put their fates in the hands of a witch. They thought enough like she did to know better.

Moonglow is different. She knew he would take the invitation to confirm it but she already knew that. Kukutux bought into that sort of superstition wholesale.