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Yeee! 
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After her journey to Dahlia de Mai, Tayui had begun to slowly find peace. Speaking with Alaine brought back fond memories and she hoped to see the collie woman again. But until that happened, Tayui was beginning to see the brighter side of life, even if there were moments – and there were many – when she still felt unfulfilled. She had tried her best to ignore the part of her that still demanded vengeance even after Haku was dead. So far, she had been quite successful at removing the parts of herself which she disagreed with: her anger and her scorn would soon be no more and she could be happy again. She did not want to have these feelings, so she had set about a routine to methodologically remove them. She had remained away from Inferni, cursing the day she had asked Kaena to teach her to fight. But that small sliver of her old personality still wanted to return and take solace in the simple, but brutish act of violence.
She was not a violent woman. She would not be, for she had spent so much time trying to remove the reasons for violence. She still had Claudius, and even if he was a little slow to understand things, he was beginning to understand what had happened in his own way. She still had Dawali and now, she had Conor. He might not have been her son, but she would care for him nonetheless.
On this day, she was picking her way along the AniWayan border, taking her time to enjoy the cool autumn air, mixed with the crispness of the oncoming winter. She remembered how she had loved the winter and scorned all seasons hot. Her coat was thickening and deepening, preparing her for the coming months. While it did not feel like winter yet, she was still excited for it nonetheless.
Tayui made her way farther through the tribelands, pausing only to examine something in detail before moving on. She paused once more when the breeze brought her an old scent made new, one that reminded her of nostalgia, fire and high-pitched giggles. It seemed as though Ocèane had returned. Tayui jogged farther out from the borders, trying to locate her daughter. She could see her a few metres away with what looked to be like a horse. Although Tayui was surprised, she was also incredibly happy to see her wayward daughter return to her.
She quickened her pace and jogged over to where Ocèane was waiting with a grand grin on her face.
“Ocèane!” she called out, reaching her arms out wide. “Ocèane, honey, you’re home.”