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without words, moonmother watched dutch until he spoke again. her nod was contemplative, acceptant.

she saw him as head of this ice mountain now. if his people chose another they would be foolish in their choice.

the right one for the moonsong wolves was before her.

"i will come back to teach when the sun returns," she said at last, straightening.

and her eyes were radiant with determination upon him.

"walk with sedna, uuyurat."