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The past is part of us, Aventus replied, but he knew what Surya meant. If he could dash the part of his history where his sister turned her fangs on him and what could have been a dynamic duo instead became a strained relationship rife with mutual jealousy, he would do so in a heartbeat. But he did not miss Avicus, not really. More the potential of their earlier days.

That does not mean it has to control us.

The sound of rushing water cut across his words, and he gestured with his muzzle to the trees ahead, and beyond, the river. Wash the reminders of your past away, said Aventus, do not forget it, but let its hold loosen, and begin anew with the bear's blessing.

It sounded so much wiser than Aventus felt; really, he knew little about his father's acceptance ceremonies.