King Elk Forest This poem is mournful & sentimental & filled with complaints:
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Had it not been for the warnings and pleas, and the urgency in Delight's voice, Queenie might have furthered her conflict with the strange boys. They were insubordinate, uneducated; if she could manage to rope them in while they were still young, they might end up thriving in the Family. Those thoughts weren't present in her mind, though; for now, she was focused on doing her job while keeping everyone else from getting hurt.

Including the imps.

In response the other boy's snarl and the first one's snap, Queenie gave a warning growl and a lick of her chops before sitting down on the King Elk's haunch. What do you need the rest of us to do in the mean time? she asked, wondering if there was anything secretly expected of her.
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