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If Kaertok found the child, he'd be considered Rusalka's most eminent hero. Raleska as of now was his only ally -- if he brought back the cheery babe who'd gotten lost in the woods, he'd be lauded and maybe even something else, too. Winkgrin.

Raleska, however, felt a dark disappointment clutch her belly as the reason for his presence was confirmed. He wanted to find Valravn. Worse than that, he asked all of these questions about a subject she well and truly did not wish to think of. Her stomach fell further and she looked to the ground. "He was chased off. A bear came while we were at the Plains. I couldn't chase after him, I had the other puppies with me." Raleska bit her lip, silent fury collecting to the point she was surprised by the sudden bout of blood dribbling from her lip. "His name is Valravn. He's black and --" She almost said looks like me and stopped with a blanched expression. "I'll go with you to look for him."