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With only herself around to offer praise for her actions, Otem was indeed feeling quite proud of herself. While it was true that on one level she'd always thought the encounter with the Metus would go as well as it had (she had visited him twice before after all), on a deeper more genuine level, she'd actually been terrified. It wasn't immediately clear whether her fear had been of the Metus, or of failing in front of so many (very likely the later), but the fact that it had gone well filled the soil and sap coloured girl with a renewed sense of purpose. As she returned back to the cliffs, she abruptly halted upon seeing the Matron speaking with one of the beleano. Despite her victory with the Metus Otem was under no pretence that she was somehow protected the Rift's other dangerous predators, and so she kept a respectful distance. "The Metus ate the light.." Otem offered, coughing slightly before she spoke to try and get the attention of the Matron in the least obtrusive way possible. "It didn't seem to have any bad side effects ... I hope that's alright." otem I'm a cold day in august, I'm a stream too shallow. I'm a heart-shaped box with no letter inside.

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