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At the stranger's rejection to her offer, Shiv gave a huff of annoyance, fluffing up her white chest feathers. The wolves she had encountered so far had been so helpful, so friendly and accommodating to her. This girl, however, was proving to be an abnormality. The plateau did seem to be rather secluded place to live, tucked away up high in the mountains, perhaps they never ventured down into the Wilds and interacted with the other inhabitants.

With a small nod, she concluded that that must be why the wolf wasn't playing to the script Shiv had written up in her mind. The mention of stashes of food caught her attention again, though, and the bird leaned forward on her branch. "No, no, Shiv have no stash," she said, trying to feign sadness. A lie — she had plenty of stashes. It was remembering where the stash was that was the hard part. "Shiv is so very hungry."