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"Isabeau... my poor darling..." she whispers fondly, caressing her familiar, "I'm so glad you're alright..." ~ As her fingers touch the feet of the hawk's legs, she stiffens ~
"Have you delivered the note to Kaz, already? How is she, Isabeau?... He saw the note?!... Oh, what have you done, you silly bird?" ~ she gives a cry of despair, her eyes darting round the area ~ "Come, we must go... before he arrives..." ~ she gathers her belongings in readiness for the departure. ~
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