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Hunting Ground  - Patricia Briggs

"My grandfather would have loved to have met you," he told her huskily. "He would have called you 'She Moves Trees Out of His Path.'"


She looked lost, but his da laughed. He'd known the old man, too.


"He called me 'He Who Must Run into Trees,'" Charles explained, and in a spirit of honesty, a need for his mate to know who he was, he continued, "or sometimes 'Running Eagle.'"


"'Running Eagle'?" Anna puzzled over it, frowning at him. "What's wrong with that?"


"Too stupid to fly," murmured his father with a little smile.