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Foxglove briefly wrinkled her nose in disgust, but said nothing to Petal's question. Her thoughts were flitting elsewhere, as they often did. The fox had not yet made its appearance; her interest in it was waning.

I don't wanna stay in Kvarsheim just because Mama said to, She murmured resentfully. Her gaze still had not returned to her sister. But - but what if she comes back and we're not here?