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The Akashingo wolf had a comforting presence, and Arielle had never been shy. So she didn't mind when the woman came to sit by her. She offered her name as she moved.

Arielle could feel the coyote's eyes on her. They lingered and inspected, and Arielle suddenly felt self-consciois. Her ears fell, and she glanced over at the woman with a timid smile. When Jawahir briefly looked away, the healer quickly looked back at the sky, only looking away when her company asked whether the stars could afford them a success against the Saints.

No, she promptly answered, giving a slight shake of her head. Her gaze moved upward again before she continued. Only the bear can decide that. Arielle was more sure of that than anything else; it made the prospect of fighting seem less daunting.