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avicus, maybe. who else could it be?
they were both measured in fire and cool lines.
"medicine. food." mireille straightened with a pride that was also respect, seeing an equal in the woman before her.
woman, while she was still a girl.
"my mot'er erzulie be dead." this time her gaze did not quake. "my brot'er sobo, too. my sister be a mot'er again. an' i have come to say we stand wid you, if de bear should come again." they must stand together. they had no choice. she never wanted to see her wolves scattered like that a second time.
the emerald eyes were watchful as she fell silent.