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She chuffed. Probably thcared they’d croth our path, She said with a smirk. With one last scrape of her claw she dislodged the piece of gristle from between her teeth, and lapped it up. Her belly was full, but still the flavour made her want to eat more. Fatten up for the wintertime, be ready to whelp another batch of children in the spring.

She was glad Ancelin made the suggestion. I wath thinkin’ we could. I don’t think they’d harm the girlth…Or we could drop ‘em home an’ go ourthelveth. Part of her wanted to parade their pretty girls before the wolves of Redtail Rise, as a marker of their success as parents. But she feared what Wealda might do to her children, if envy poisoned her heart.