Two Rivers Isle Nobody loves no one

Well, Adylaide was getting pretty good at hunting rabbits this way, digging into their burrows until they fled in a panic and snapping them into her jaws quick as lightning. He nodded in approval. Good! Now just remember not to eat that. We need it as bait for the weasel. He looked around, getting his bearings on their location. Which means... we need to go back over there, he said, pointing with his snout. That's where we found the stoat's scent. Come. And he led her off in the right direction.

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