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Foxes didn't sound particularly appetizing to her either.  They were quick and occasionally entertaining diversions to harass but predators didn't taste as good as prey.  Practice for killing, maybe.  She looked around, scanning the horizon one more time before nodding in agreement.

Mm.  Would be good to investigate.  Even if it's empty today, perhaps it would be good as a sort of final test for my children later -- to catch prey on unfamiliar ground, without much planning... It would be a true sign of their success.  Or a sign that they still needed training if it failed.  Not every hunt was promised to end well, it was just a fact of life, and unless they screwed up in some amateurish way, she could only shrug.  There would always be a second chance. And until then there was still much for them to learn whether they realized it or not. Arbiter started in that direction.