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The path through the hinterlands had been sorely neglected by Klara for sometime - often she would scale the cliffs in favour of passing through the valley due to the presence of their neighbours. To say she was displeased would be an understatement; the steelmaiden deeply disliked the idea that their passage home lay in the hands of someone else.

Boldly, she probed further into the territory and left the rushing river behind. She discovered a den still bathed in milk-scent, the remnants of chewed hide scattered here and there. Curiously, she followed the trail of scraps to a more-or-less intact pelt. It may not have been the hide of a great boar, but it would make a fine addition to her sleeping place nonetheless.

Ears pricked for any sign of the resident family, the steelmaiden began to gather the fabric so she could more easily drag it back to the Kingdom.