Both a Burden and a Gift (Ch. 10)

Kaloking sighed gratefully, collapsing to flow back into the comforting haven of khaesho's mind. _so, khaesho, what do we do now?_ khaesho knew both deities well, and their history was something he'd witnessed firsthand.

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Dancer in the Dream (Ch. 1)

khaesho had been resting with his head propped up on his elbows, leaning on his own coils as a cushion..

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The Thief's Exile (Ch.3)

khaesho had a pleasant laugh though, and she glanced up at him.

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A Choice to be Made (Ch. 9)

"you were very unkind earlier, to khaesho and i expect to kalokin as well...

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A Fatal Mistake (Ch. 6)

khaesho had probably carried her there... was he still sleeping?

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I'm sure Kalokin has a plan (Ch. 7)

Submit...__ \*_ shou had watched their violent duel with silent apprehension, but at khaesho's apparently mindless violence she called out. "k...khaesho...?" didn't he win when he had her pinned? "khaesho, stop you're killing her!

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A Jaunt to the Local Bar

"oh khaesho, you know me so well." "go stuff yourself." they spiraled downwards, to the bar, though the landing khaesho/kalokin made was far from graceful. slithering down out of the tree, khaesho held out his hand.

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The Brightsoul's Grace (Ch. 4)

It stared at khaesho as he stared back. slowly, calmly, khaesho uncoiled himself and started slithering towards the rabbit, never once breaking eye contact.

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While the Mice sleep... (Interlude)

He poked at khaesho's venom glands a little, but decided that attempting to alter khaesho's venom to be nonlethal was a task that would take far too much time and energy.

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Growing Pains (Ch. 14)

She still was worried though, that khaesho was hurt, bleeding somewhere and needing her help. only bleary thoughts managed to flicker through her mind at this point. khaesho. screams. the faint scent of blood on the air.

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