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great, he responded with a smile, moving up alongside her. he pointed his muzzle down the trail, glancing over at the woman. i can lead the way. after any response given, he set off into the woods, nostrils flared and searching for game.

and at the end of the day, only their skill—and more than a little luck—would determine if they would be successful.