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"druid. i trust you," the den mother assured, relieved to say those words aloud. "and i know if you feel sick, ever, you'll let me know."
she gathered them both up now, hugging her sister again. "anselm and i — we worked things out, i think. amadeo is a leader now. it's why i could be out here today, like god knew i needed a break," she said, sighing as she began a slow parade toward the bypass.