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“Are you still havingsickness?” he asked

“No, not anyer,” she said

He ser stomach,” he said, then reached over and put an arm around her shoulders and the other hand on her belly “I especially like what’s in it”

She smiled back “I do, too,” she said

He kissed her ar is that we could stop and share Pleasures whenever we felt like it Now, it see to do and it’s not as easy to stop and do ant whenever ant” He nuzzled her neck, felt the fullness of her breasts, and kissed her again “Maybe I don’t have to get to the spear-throwing range so early,” he added with a huskiness in his voice

“Yes, you do,” she said with a laugh “But if you want to stay …”

“No, you are right, but I’ to look for you later”

Jondalar headed for the e When she ca her backpack, the one with the holders for spears and spear-thrower, into which she had packed a few things She whistled for Wolf and headed upstrea and had strained to come toward her as far as their lead ropes would allow Ayla noticed that the ropes had gotten caught in sorass that had twisted itself around both leads, Whinney’s rope had an entire dry bush tangled in it, and Racer had pulled a living shrub out of the ground, roots and all Maybe a surround would work better than those ropes, she thought

Ayla removed both their halters and lead ropes, and while she was at it, she checked Racer’s eye It was a little red, but otherwise seelad to be free of the restricting rope, Racer began running in a large circle, and Wolf chased after hi Whinney, and when she looked up, Racer was chasing Wolf The next tiain She stopped brushing for a while to watch the stallion actually slowed down a bit until the wolf passed him and raced ahead When they came full circle, Wolf slowed down and let Racer pass him

At first, Ayla thought she was i it on purpose, but as she continued to watch thea y, had discovered a way to run so it Ayla s Jondalar were there to enjoy their antics with her, then went back to brushing the nancy, but she appeared to be in good health

When Ayla finished with her horse, she saw that Racer was grazing quietly and Wolf was nowhere in sight Off exploring, she thought She whistled the particular tones that Jondalar had developed to call his horse He looked up and started toward her He had nearly reached her when another whistle sounded, repeating the exact tones They both looked for the whistler Ayla thought it must be Jondalar, back for so in her direction

He was not familiar to her, and she wondered what he wanted and why he had iht he could count perhaps nine or ten years, then she noticed that one of his ar a little aardly, as though he didn’t have full control of it The boy reminded her of Creb, whose arm had been amputated at the elbohen he was a boy, and she warmed to him immediately

“Are you the one histled?”

“Yes”

“Why did you whistle like I did?” Ayla said