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Minna sat at the mouth of the den she had decreed as her herb store, counting a small pile of dock. Counting seven tiny leaves, she delicately scooped up the pile and placed it in the den. As she did, she glanced quickly at the pile of small dark leaves in the corner. She stopped, eyes the four odd leaves a moment. Wouldn't it be better if she simply destroyed them? Should she really be harbouring such a danger in here? She sighed, but couldn't bring herself to toss the things in a river or something. 

Thudding paws brought her her to the mouth of the den, and she watched as a delicate wolf sped by. The wolf looked upset, sprinting like she had seen a bear or something. Who was she? Minna took off after her.
"Wait! Stop! Are you okay?"