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Some things still made him bitter. Thinking of Trick and Grace was one of those things - they'd stolen supplies and left when one of their leaders had needed medical attention and hadn't bothered to do anything to help their pack. The two would be healers had disappointed Stark endlessly and while he and Grace had run into one another again there had been no fond feelings shared. Stark had left with the same negative opinion of the girl and she hadn't bothered to try to change that. If she showed her face again she would be swiftly dismissed from the pack grounds. She'd lost her chance with them. 

Stark was out for a stroll, mostly taking stock of the caches when he caught the scent of Talewi. He smiled and let out a low chuff, tail wagging as he approached. "Find anything good?" Stark might have known several things, but, plants and medicine wasn't one of them.