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She listened with interest, but her mind was not primarily on Anselm's account of Inferni's troubles. Her mind was instead on Razekiel and the quest she automatically assumed he was here to undertake; it was not to slay wolves as she had once been led to believe (if only by a doubtful, mourning sister). He was here to bring peace to the Inferni coyotes, to teach them the ways of the Juniper Peace clan. And so with a wide smile she followed Anselm into the new land, chatting back and forth with her relative until they came across what could only be called The Caves.

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