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Cers Silverfang

  1. Cers
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126 mentions
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1.55 R “Please remember me to…Chieftain Akrisa and Shaman Cetrule. How is Cers doing? Satar?”
8.02 Cers!”
8.02 Cers Silverfang, enough.”
8.02 She glowered at Cers. He flattened his ears.
8.02 Satar Silverfang and Cers. Krshia knew one and had heard of the other, though he had not been born last time she visited. Satar had been just a child, and shyly greeted Krshia with an embrace.
8.02 “Satar. It is good to see you. And this must be Cers, yes? I am your aunt.”
8.02 “Hello! I am Cers!”
8.02 Cers, enough!”
8.02 She looked like her father. Krshia wondered if she’d meet him. Cers on the other hand? He was…clearly…not Satar’s fur type. Nor was he from the same father.
8.02 The [Shaman] had black fur, and a speckled pattern of russet-red on his tail and ends of his legs and arms. Cers hadn’t inherited that, but Krshia greeted him.
8.02 “A bit. Some things have changed, but I did not upset the old ways of the tribe. Ah, Krshia. It has been too long. Sit. Tell me what needs telling before Cers scampers in. He will want to know all the stories—but some things must be told only to me, mustn’t they? Well, perhaps tonight with Cetrule.”
8.02 “Some cheese! I have goat’s…unless Cers took it to snack on. Aha! There it is.”
8.02 Cers! Cers, where are you? Come here and have a drink of your aunt’s ‘wine’!”
8.02 “Cers! Cers, where are you? Come here and have a drink of your aunt’s ‘wine’!”
8.02 “Have you tested it? Sip, Cers! We’ll share this at dinner with the others. It’s the product of your aunt’s hard work!”