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Rockmouse schooled her reaction to Ferah’s story, carefully plucking a clementine from the green bowl and waiting in the silence that followed to see if more would be said; she and Fernlodth had heard the tale, but what was the proposal?
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Ferah found that she was decidedly disinterested in the wiles of diplomacy which her elder brother, Montay wore—as the humans would say–like a second skin; she had happily begun plans to distance herself from the whole business and focus on what she preferred: boots-on-the ground activism, exploring all the different people and cultures that made up the continental fae folk, inserting herself in the daily activities of the human world.
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As Ferah stood behind the banquet sideboard handing out treats and holiday hootch on Samhain, she pondered the dramatic change in her brother’s attitude toward other fae outside their family group, and his increasing hostility toward her since she became a full member of the Council of Peacekeepers: what trick was this that broke and turned us from childhood best mates to this sadness?
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The Council of Peacekeepers had gathered in the sunlit hollow above the Great Falls to celebrate Ferah’s naming day and full induction into the council; her older brother, Montay, had been lobbying for a change in mission and had other plans for the meeting.
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“There are no more blueberries for muffins, but tomorrow’s ferry from the mainland will help us restock,” Ferah temporized as she struggled with how to begin explaining, shrugging in both apology and comfort (for herself as well as her two gnome guests).
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