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  You would think with more males being born the
cub mortality rate would balance out, but it hasn’t. The odds are hitting males
and females at an equal rate. Which means... ”
    “Less females being born but more
dying.” Neither of them said anything for a moment. “Has the cause of
this been determined?” Conri shook his head. Sarai had so many things on her
mind. She couldn’t let a dwindling population of snow leopards add to the pile.
But she felt for these people. She was becoming attached to Lilly. And she had
just become very intimate with Delilah.
    “There is a prediction that the snow may break in ten
days. They think it will break for two days. We will attempt to get you home
then, if you so desire. Until then, I am afraid, you will have to stay as
my...” He cleared his throat, “As our guest. I apologize for the
inconvenience.”
    “It’s ok. It will give Stella time to heal. And no one
wants to travel with a blizzard outside. But that begs the question, why hunt
when you have food here?”
    Conri smiled and Sarai had to choke the gasp back. If
his voice was intoxication, his smile was an unparalleled high. She glanced
down before he answered. “Keeping my skills sharp kitty.” Sarai looked up sharply, Conri looked away quickly.
    “If you are finished you can retire and I will send
Lilly to assist you with our accommodations. If you are not yet tired than you
can join the weeks end festivities. Sunday, I believe its a dance.” His nod was a dismissal and instead of pushing the ‘kitty’ comment,
she excused herself.

CHAPTER SEVEN

 
    To figure out where she needed to go Sarai just
followed the music. When she walked through an archway, that was actually great
doors pushed all the way back, she paused to take in the sight. Men and women
of all shapes and sizes were gyrating around the floor. Not a soul was against
a wall and as the music picked up so did the joy within the room.
    This grand room made the dining hall feel more like a
bedroom. It was vast with a ceiling two stories high and windows, though set
high, had to be a story tall. The music was amplified off the stone walls. But
the floor was a deep mahogany wood. The chandeliers were all tear dropped and
bursting with light. Sarai was never one for public displays of dancing but
tonight she would make an exception.
    Just as she stepped into the room something became
conspicuously clear there was little to no variation in the room. Everyone had
onyx black or white gold blond hair; there was no brunette, red, strawberry
blonde, auburn or other variation of color. The faces, if you just brushed over
them, had similar features. And though the stature’s varied- men were giants
while women were particularly petite. Though to be truthful petite didn’t just
mean short or skinny, in reality it was the most archaic depiction of a frailer
gender compared to the most characterization of male dominance.
    Sarai thought she might have figured out what the
female mortality problem was; she just wasn’t sure how to fix it. “Mind if I
have this dance?”
    Sarai smiled widely at Kellen, “Don’t mind at all!”
Kellen grabbed her hand and pulled her into the crowd. She expected him to be
fluid with his dancing but he was just as awkward and offbeat as her. She
laughed loudly as they moved. She cheered when the crowd cheered, jumped when
the crowd jumped, she dipped low and spun about when the crowd did; albeit if
she was a beat late... it didn’t matter- she was having the time of her life.
    The music changed drastically. It was almost instant; it
went from a sparking rock to a melodic, almost medieval jaunt. Kellen’s eyes
darted behind her. “My turn is up,” He said with a smile. He leaned in and
whispered, “Just follow his lead and you will be fine.” Sarai stared at him
quizzically as he stepped away.
    “I’m afraid I am responsible for the music change. I
have always had an affinity for the dances that accompany this