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her teeth had begun to chatter before she was finished, but she was stubborn, refusing to quit the water until every vestige of the new allure had been scoured from her.

she was terrified of hydra, kukutux now knew. the queen commanded the spire, and her rule was cold and unyielding to those who crossed the blackbear. and though they had spoken, kukutux knew that it was now such a terrible time, she did not know what hydra might do.

the woman made as if to step from the water, but froze with rivulets coursing her frame when she beheld the quiet, thoughtful gaze of jarilo. "oh!" she exclaimed in an inhale. how long had he been there? 

"you cannot ..." words rushed to a halt; she bit her lip, ears cupping backward. tears threatened to fall for some odd, horrid reason, even as inward embers pushed her toward the ostrega in a single step.

"it is not ..." again, kukutux stopped. what was there to say? and so she was silent, a thin-limbed breath of snow standing atremble in the icemelt of winter, too exhausted and shocked by all that had gone on to move.