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Saltwing
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A breed-master hears her humming and storms over. 'Step away from the runt.' Nerai doesn't move. 'It answered me,' she says. 'A culled dragon can't bond. This one did. Come listen yourself before you drown it.' Curious despite himself, he leans in.
The breed-master hears the hatchling hum back and steps away, shaken. 'I've culled a thousand,' he says. 'Never heard one answer.' He wipes the white cross off with his thumb. 'Keep it, girl. And keep that song to yourself, or they'll all want one.'
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