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Sanja found herself within the aspenwood with a full and settled belly, but that was the only upside to what had transpired with the stranger.

The kill, that stag which the man had brought down, was dead along the edge of the meadow. She'd eaten as much as she could, then made note of where the carcass had fallen, and left it there. It was easy enough for her to travel to and from it.

Besides, for all her luck the man would be there, guarding it. Taking what he wanted.

She lurked among the aspens, wishing her feet weren't so sore so that she could seek out the creek, and wash off his stench.