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Pallas ducked under the glare of sunlight. It stung her eyes and the famine-induced headache caused her to wobble quite unsteadily. She had detected the scent of a hare warren just down the slope, but had not yet devised a way to chase them from their harem. As she considered how to best wrench the rodents from their underground lairs a female approached her vision. Pallas tilted her head back and regarded the wolf coldly, wondering what earthly reason would compel her to travel uphill when clearly all the food was at the bottom of it. It seemed the wolf had no intentions of stopping or avoiding her just yet, so Pallas altered her course to intercept her.