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Teya no longer wished to dwell on the subject of loss and steered the conversation to more practical matters. Dwin - Miss Curious - being her second nature would have wanted to dissect the little Raven's situation to the smallest detail, but she was not entirely heartless. After all - there was time and place for analyzing the way you felt and trying to make sense of it. And then there were times, when you just needed to feel. She had recognized by now that, when she let herself wallow in her discontent and self-pity to the point of disgust with herself and being fed up with everything, she felt better afterwards. Maybe it worked the same way with grief also. 

"I do not think that with the numbers and team we have now, we can pull off a big hunt," Dwin shared her doubts. Because Eljay was old, Amalia - injured, that left Maia, Teya and Dwin and the pups. And they weren't nowhere near to aim higher than hares, in her humble opinion. "Maybe, if things get really tough... we will have to consider relocation," she remarked. Dad would be opposed to it, but then... between the choice of starving to death or living inside the memories of your childhood home. She preferred the first. Dwin was not ready to kick the bucket yet.