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There was that pushback again. She tried not to let the meekness show, instead meeting the other's gaze and replying, I'm curious. You said she was proud—and you only mentioned her.

She left it there, listening keenly to Medb's advice. Her bright eyes followed the trail, trying to find the difference between these tracks and others. Chewed on the woman's question for a few moments—and giving her space to answer Lilitu's own query—before answering.

Somewhere a wolf couldn't go, maybe? she pondered. A tight space between rocks, or underground. Somewhere only a small creature could hide.

She cocked her head, staring at Medb, wondering if that was the correct answer.