mall-caps;letter-spacing:4px;">THE SPARK OF DAWNThough she had no faith in Larkspur's intelligence, he was capable of following simple commands and she appreciated how quickly he stuffed himself into her smallish home. With all of the elegance of a graceless man, she sat herself down near to him, gathering up what she would need to carve the inward-pointing arrows into his flesh. She paused at his words, glancing sideways while reaching for the alcohol used in cleaning the wound. "Ahre you sure? Duties...more importahnt than mahrking her mayte?" She snorted at the idea — Eris might have had other duties, but she wondered if they were truly so important.
Her fingers clasped around the knife as she waited for him to indicate where he desired his brand to be placed, opened eyes wandering him without a sense of shame. She still couldn't see what he offered Eris — he was large, but he was a wolf and though she did not see Eris as the coyote she saw herself to be, she did see Eris as a coyote. A soft clicking noise escaped her jaws as she shook her head. "Aye cahnnot see it. Aye cahnnot see why Aye-reese, aye strong coyote woman, would choose you. You ahre not deserving — you ahre a wolf." Her words were blunt, one hand reaching out in her attempt to push his face about as she studied it.
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