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the silver eagle was not far from kallik's call.

he stepped toward them and halted. the yellowpaint gaze was also unscrutable.

inside himself, germanicus recoiled. more than pagan. dog. "in the end, what is the difference?" it was a good bit of roman humour. he said nothing of it.

"i am imperator of mereo. i expect the auxillary who greeted you today has ended our need for small talk." 

within the wild mountains, he felt he had come back to himself. "you are wounded and reek of fever. who battled you?" his voice was careful. but she was measured, both as stranger and as not-wolf.