"Helped? Hah, I haven't done anything yet," Dacer insisted, laying down by Tiger's feet. The Large beast shrunk down again and curled up by his torso like a little ball of fluff. "And it was the same village, Jenso," Dacer muttered, closing his eyes. "Lark [i]was[/i] my father, after all."


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