Grouse Thicket you always was a letdown [m]

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Steady, swift feet carried her onward around the mountain range, carefully avoiding marked borders. It was cold and raining hard, but it did not slow the woman. A splotch of movement grabbed her attention, and the girl steadied herself, watching him. A man of mottled fur that rivaled her own. A man of red eyes that reminded her of the innards of prey.