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She looked into her daughter’s eyes and saw melancholy there. Druid glanced between her small face and the dead vole, then back again. Her own expression was contemplative.

If you don’t want to eat it, that’s fine. We’ll put it in a cache for someone else, so the vole won’t have died for nothing. Do you want to carry it, while I show you the way?