Big Salmon Lake malice

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okay! the boy exulted, falling into step with somnia briefly before cutting a swathe of his own around her, muzzle to the ground as he searched for a scent. presently, the thick, oily odor of muskrat appeared to buffalo, and he thrust his bloodied ears forward before chuffing to his huntmate. in the distance, a mound of sticks and mud daubing reared, the prey's lair, and he fidgeted eagerly, though he hoped she would lead him toward it.