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the other drew closer; ripples in the water once more, half-circles that broke gently against kukutux' shoulders. "i bring meat. berries. yes, flowers," and here her small fine teeth showed in a shy grin. "whatever thing you think will call to her spirit. bring her red fur," she suggested, though was careful not to say the name of the wary crimson creature allowed. it had also been the name of one who was now dead.

"she will know if you bring the things that might have spoken to her in life," kukutux went on, unable to pull her eyes away from the interest glowing like an ember in the other's earth-hued stare. "you are considering it, toad amelia?"