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"Not that I am aware of," Sarah shrugged. There really had not been anything of interest along the way. Some old droppings, footprints of different kinds and age criscrossing her path, but not a thing that she would consider worth paying more than fleeting moment of attention. 

"There is a fox forest on the left," she beckoned to the nearby line of the trees, but she was in no mood to eat a sister-canine-species today. Those cheeky buggers were left for freezing cold and barren winter months. "I would much rather check out the grove there," she pointed to the forest ahead of them. It was within a comfortable walking distance. And, who knew, maybe the lunch was waiting for them already, even if it did not know yet of it's fate.