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The mood quickly settled back into its monotonous origin. Bhediya normally dreaded keeping pace with larger wolves and Pygmalion was no different, but she made the effort anyway. I, uh, she sighed between laborious breaths, I've been thinking a lot. There was more to it than that, of course.

Thoughts of Maegi and her Jaes drifted lazily through the scout's mind. Do you remember the conversation we had at the marsh? It'd been a while since then. It seemed that their situation had been flipped on its head; nothing was the same.