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he lowered himself as dante directed, and stared hard at the deer-herd. his young eyes did not yet hold the predilection for assessing injury in the herd, but his sharp gaze did catch sight of a straggling fawn and a deer with grey along its muzzle. "the little deer is not walkin' right," he whispered, meaning that the fawn was limping.

he glanced at dante, ears pricked attentively. he kept his mouth wisely shut, but wondered what the alpha would do, and if he would take Casmir with him when he presumably descended to chase the deer.