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"Help, how?" Dwin asked, looking down at the fluffy potatoes and not quite sure that she would know, what to do with them. She believed, what Teya had told her, but in a "just because you say so" way. To truly believe she would have to witness it with her own eyes. And what exactly could these would-be-wolves do? They did not have proper paws for digging trenches. They could not play football (though they could play the ball part of the game very well, but Dwin had a feeling that Teya would not approve of this), they were... useless.

But Dwin had the good sense of not voicing it aloud.