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Solaine's shock was evident, her mouth popping open of its own accord. ?Why can't we stay here? I could help you.. gather herbs or something.? Her complaint came quick and Soleil gave her a stern look. "I do not know for certain yet if you two will be going or not but it is not my decision to make. Chrysanthe will decide what is best." She sighed, seeming to ease a bit.

Her tone softed, looking a bit apologetic as she spoke again. "I'm not trying to be mean to you, my darling. If I could keep you here I would but I may well not be safe here. We have no idea if Glaciem will show up on the doorstep." God did she hope not. Soleil didn't want the bloodshed to occur in Valhalla, it was bad enough it had to happen at all. "You pups are too much like your father." Her mild complaint came with a thoughtful frown. "Tell me, Solaine, what is it you would like to do when you get old enough? Hunt? Fight? Heal?"