When the inverted triangle ailach showed up under my left eye, signifying me as a
member of the hunter clan, everyone else knew it as well. My life became nothing but
the hunt then. Years of arrows and stalking. Targets and trails.

But Adair, she was different. She was new.

She was wild.

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This short story features trilogy favorites, Adair the dryad and Eisrus the elf, in a back story to War of the Seasons: The Half-blood.