Swan was waiting at his usual place up on the boardwalk when he saw Rembrandt come dashing back. He didn’t seem scared and so Swan went back to watching the rest of the Warriors building up a huge bonfire up the beach from where he stood. It had taken days to collect enough wood but it would be a good celebration, something they needed. New members
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Seeing him there she smiled, her heart beating that little bit faster as she got closer, finally she let out a low whistle, something a little like a wolf whistle.
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She'd missed him more than she could say with words, but she knew he knew.
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Do you have to work tonight?
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