precious and fragile things

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'A little over a month.' Falwasi responded, complementing the fact that time had really flown by. So much had happened in such little time, and she had had little time to hunt. The autumn was the perfect season for the slim hunter. Her fur blended in with the ground, the trees, the leaves... It was her most successful season, and she'd better make the most of it before the snowy winter came.

Falwasi was about to ask why the white creature's previous pack stopped suiting his tastes, but she was wary of the fact that Dovev might return the question - it wasn't a subject she would want to talk about to anyone. It wasn't a light one, either.