K'deiki relaxed, her frail body sinking impossibly further into her colorful wraps, and turned her eye to the vague shifts in tone that marked where the coals K'ile set stirred to flame. "K'zhuzu... we mourned his loss long ago, but it is good to have a piece of him back. K'takka will come around to it." Her head dropped forward then, and she went quiet enough that it almost seemed as though she'd fallen suddenly asleep.
A thin, grey tail shifted beneath her wraps. "Learn all you can, child. From our ambitious Tia. From the huntresses. From the Nunh. Heh, and of course from your Elders. Would you like to be K'xhali?"
A thin, grey tail shifted beneath her wraps. "Learn all you can, child. From our ambitious Tia. From the huntresses. From the Nunh. Heh, and of course from your Elders. Would you like to be K'xhali?"
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"Song dogs barking at the break of dawn, lightning pushes the edges of a thunderstorm; and these streets, quiet as a sleeping army, send their battered dreams to heaven."
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