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Kin of Klavis -7- Winter’s Beginning Behind the warband had come a smaller tracking party to lead a number of elders and crafting beasts of the tribe to where they may be needed in the aftermath of a skirmish, and at their head strode Uark and his aunt the wise Elder Moonbine. Moonbine was smaller still than Uark, but had insisted on coming at the lead—as both her grown youngsters were alongside Mogja on his mission. She was cloaked in a short mantle dyed dull blue and bright green, woolen to keep out the chill along with the similar dark leg wraps. Around her eyes were a streak of blue and green ceremony paints—signifying her status as a healer to any she came across who had lost power of speech from their injuries. As she hurried along, Uark whimpered in her wake, clutching a pack of her curatives and supplies as well as a quarterstaff he was ill-suited to using. Behind them were a score of fellow Bloodmarks—no warriors, mostly healers and a handful of