not what she

e had expected the wrongnes

ere two had been. She had been

ast thing she remembered as her

ecogn

not experienc

ing happened - without inst

nty of something doing exactl

he dark was not dark at all:

information she had always sens

so physical it registered in h

leting itself. The directiona

ly re

iberate not-hiding of someth

stop

e shadows of the cedar grove

gray and the dark amber of o

eople who knew exactly wher

The largest of them - female,

he translation was instantaneo

amber

ewhere behind Marisol's own

nd faintly amused, the voice

a very long time and is genuin

There

ent Bloodli

came out as a sound rather

ng ar

with you since before you we

ey tried to keep separate. Th

ti

h the wolf-space beside Sol

complementary. Older, quiet

attern drills in her blood for e

mountain - wide, patient, cert

rence between them, in tim

some instinct supplied the

Come. The pack spread around

present. Running beside her in

e in

thing since she was old eno

an

n with

ppeared through the trees

inst the dark mountain - she h

being

Curiosity is a much more

ed before they

of the courtyard in the to

arisol's exact jaw, and her ey

est point, the gray-blue of a

ression that was trying very h

ly suc

olf s

man st

oss fifteen feet of cobblesto

feet. It was eighteen years.

night Marisol had pressed her

particular loneliness of child

A DE L

t someone somewhere m

s standing in

hifte

ourtyard, in the ruins of the

the woman crossed the distan

ce that had been waiting eighte

hree hundre

ds came up to Marisol's fa

thing in her body had already

ow you don't know me. I know I

. But I am here now and I am

that every

," Mari

. Not It's all ri

her, there in the cobblest

keeping a respectful distance

rstood for the first time in her

d been waiting sp

ilt for five years had been a

ctual

mething else arrived: the so

sence that had followed at a car

the shado

't turn

t

knew things she had no ex

he gate ha