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    The hybrid woman did not consider age often, as was clearly evident from her pursuits. The closest in age had been Zulifer, right in line with her own age. From there, the gap only seemed to widen, dancing on indecency with Ahren. She had thought of that, giving him children so early in life, maybe it was wrong—but it was long in the past now, and she would hardly forsake her de le Poer children given the chance to go back and do things over again. She didn't know Jacq's exact age, but there was at least five years between them. It hardly bothered her; she had certainly enjoyed their encounter and she would leap at the chance to repeat it. Except for Fatin. The hybrid woman kicked herself inwardly as she thought of the russet female. She still hadn't resolved that particular conflict.



    The man's spirits seemed to lift a little with her presence, which was a good sign to the silvery hybrid. He wasn't so down he couldn't still smile. She nodded in agreement, thinking of their many new faces. The hybrid woman wondered how many would stay; the coyote clan seemed to suffer from drifters' syndrome, and the hybrid woman did not expect more than three would ascend to the Immunes ranks before they left again. It was a disheartening thought, but the hybrid woman could always be proven wrong. There were quite a few of them, after all. "It'd sure seem so. Our numbers have picked up, at least," she said brightly. There was no reason to have reservations about any of their new faces—none had given her reason to suspect they would flounce off again, otherwise they would not have gained rank amongst them. Of any of them, the hybrid woman hoped Razekiel would remain most of all.



    His question confused her for a moment, for Anselm had certainly been present for Razekiel's return. It occurred to her, then, that he might have been asking about his own ilk. She had met Ryan previously, and the woman had mentioned her relation to Anselm. Prior to that, she had met Valkyrie, and through that meeting she knew of that youth's relation to Anselm in turn. Frowning, the hybrid shook her head. "Aside from Razekiel, no," she said, the apology apparent on her face. "Do you know why they left?" the coyote asked cautiously. She only knew that Ryan had gone, other than that the circumstances behind her promotion were unknown to the hybrid woman.

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