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She welcomed them then, offering her name along with food and a place to rest. Caracal glanced at his wife, who said she could use a break. He nibbled at the inside of his cheek and studied her face for a moment, worried that she might not be feeling well. But she was glowing, so perhaps it was simply weariness and nothing more.

A man joined them, his red fur not unlike Caracal’s own stark pelt. He was much larger than the Redhawk, with a rugged physique. Caracal admired him out of the corner of his eye at first, though he forgot his manners for a moment and looked right into his face in astonishment when he mentioned living on the very same island for years.

Remembering himself, Caracal averted his gaze, exchanging a look with Heda even as he added onto her words, Yes, it has. I’d love to hear all about your history there, if you don’t mind sharing, Aiolos. My name’s Caracal and this is my wife, Heda, by the way, he mentioned, unaware that he’d overheard their initial introductions.