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Summer as was waiting for the sun to rise when she saw the Tech Lyra head off for a morning dunk in the falls so she followed as quietly as she was able and found a position from which to watch her. 

The tech was pretty and her body free of blemishes as far as Summer could see as she watched hidden among ferns. She had a body many of the other youths both male and female would have sought out but Summer couldn’t remember hearing she had formed any friendship with. Lyra was another lone wolf who followed the Expedition pack for her own gain and the little pixie thought should she ever seem to find a lover it would be prudent of her to consider what the woman thought she could gain from or use them to do.

The techs in the Expeditions were a mixed bag and the only connection between to the two was the pirates but it was enough to convince her that such members of the Lasthope community needed to be watched a little closer than those who knew the Bullrun as their salvation from the horrors and the end of the old world. She could have said it was all to blame on the mistreatment and possible sexual assault both girls were sure to have suffered from a young age at the hands of men who for sport tortured captives but that would be letting them slide from personal responsibility. They were free now and any nightmares they still had emotional baggage they clung to like Kisu said many of the forgotten people seemed to relish in. They craved pity or needed excuse for their actions, someone to blame for why they did what they did when in the end it was all their fault and choice for their actions now freed from the pirates.

So it was in such deep thought that she watched the tech as she went to the lovers tent and ask dissension of command because it might serve her purposes so when the blonde coyote woman walked away from the tent Summer was sure to reveal herself to her but at a distance and her stinger at the ready in case the larger woman thought to resort to the methods of her former captors but close enough that she know that she had heard what she had asked.   

[center][color=E175B1]While there's children to make sad
While there's candy to be had
While there's pockets left to pick
While there's grannies left to trip down the stairs
I'll be there, I'll be waiting round the corner
It's a game, I'm glad I'm in it
'Cause there's one born every minute

And it's so easy when you're evil
This is the life, you see
The Devil tips his hat to me
I do it all because I'm evil
And I do it all for free
Your tears are all the pay I'll ever need[/color][/center]

Sings Summer which stirs her Ravens in the breaking dawn to fly to her and begin wheeling in tight circles above her as she skips off doing a strange little dance.

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Petra had very little sleep which put her in a grouchy mood this morning and had she been a less understanding woman she’d have taken it out on Ursula who was the cause for her exhaustion. The little cub had spent the night moaning the loss of her mother and it was understandable why she had been so noisy. So rather than ignore the issue Petra went to the mares and milked one of the three she had long ago coaxed into giving milk even without the presence of a foal for mare’s milk was a good survival drink and she believed made the horses accept her as one of their own.

She poured some of the milk into a flat pan which she steadied as the cub tested it for flavor then began to lap up greedily. It was good that the cub could drink without a nipple because Petra would have had to make one almost everyday out of her small supply of glove leather. It took half of the mare’s milk collected to feed the little beast but was a good sign that she could be provided for by available stocks till she could be weaned.

Petra put her people to work getting everything packed and ready when Jain gave the order to move out then headed to the falls to bathe Ursula and herself and start bonding with her.