Mudminnow River every hermit crab needs a shell

If Lestan had found his daughter, perhaps that was a sign that Frederick, too, could find who he was looking for. Sure. Frederick said, addressing the suggestion. He stood from where he sat, looking in the direction that Lestan had glanced off at. Lead the way, Lestan. He flicked his tail, waiting for the main to start their trek.

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