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If there were any worms or snakes hidden away in the log, Gideon was unable to make them out in the gloom, even when he shoved his head in to try to see better. He wondered what it felt like the wear a worm on his ankle and decided he wouldn't enjoy the sensation. Auntie Druid sure was weird!

His mind switched from bracelets to badgers as he awkwardly backed out of the log and turned to Heda. I bet I can bite harder, he boasted, but his nose caught the reek when he wandered closer to his mother and a warning shudder crept down his spine. Snargledegrump!

Hardwired into him was the ancient knowledge that this was not a creature worth messing with unless he had a very good reason, and from experience he knew they were grumpy. The burrow had a narrow entrance that took Gideon several seconds to recognize. That looks really small, he remarked. The Snargledegrump was bigger than that! Or perhaps it had only seemed so when it was growling and posturing.