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"yes. but caribou run in larger herds. and they have a louder voice." she tilted back her crown and gave as close an imitation of their crowing sound as she was able.

the wolf cleared her throat and laughed.

"there are many things like these. brother deer. caribou sister. aunt elk. she has great antlers. stay back from her hooves."

they moved on. she crouched in high cool grass and motioned for samani to look ahead to the proud silhouette which traveled just ahead of them: a stag.