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indent It was better she hunt buffalos, he supposed, then wolves. That was what Kaena had always had them imagine. Still, she had trained her children with the instincts and desires that had kept them alive. Of the eight, which had turned to six, only the two eldest boys had remained. Natural selection, he supposed. Gabriel was glad, in some small way, that his children would never meet their grandmother.
indent His golden-yellow eyes turned puzzled as his daughter frowned, and he shrugged lightly. “Watching. Do you have something more interesting in mind?” Talitha’s imagination, it seemed, was without end. He could only imagine what wild dreams she might have when he began delving into the mysteries of his religion.
indent It was better she hunt buffalos, he supposed, then wolves. That was what Kaena had always had them imagine. Still, she had trained her children with the instincts and desires that had kept them alive. Of the eight, which had turned to six, only the two eldest boys had remained. Natural selection, he supposed. Gabriel was glad, in some small way, that his children would never meet their grandmother.
indent His golden-yellow eyes turned puzzled as his daughter frowned, and he shrugged lightly. “Watching. Do you have something more interesting in mind?” Talitha’s imagination, it seemed, was without end. He could only imagine what wild dreams she might have when he began delving into the mysteries of his religion.