Northstar Vale plenty of folk want our kind dead

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She nodded—he tilted his head up, settling comfortably on his side as best he could, and she lifted a paw, lining his head up so the rotten ear would lay as flat as could be. 

She breathed out—her stomach knotted, the stench and thought of what she was about to do stirring nausea in her belly. 

Okay, she breathed out, barely a whisper, as if talking herself into it more than him. 

And with that, Meadow took the sharpest rock she could find, clenching it between her teeth and began her work as quickly as possible.