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She lunged, and that was all that was needed to break the tether.

Akhtar bounded out of the range of her rage, flailing limbs and shaking, chattering teeth. He  did not hang around a second time.

He cast a regretful glance over one shoulder, then began to lope to the south. He did not know her name. Perhaps he was never worthy of it to begin with. No matter.

The Mesa called him home.