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The twig snapped with an audible crack, and Clover was immediately outraged. Raven gasped dramatically, her yellow eyes wide and a look of amazement and surprise on her face. "Wow! Your teeth are so sharp and so strong, that stick never stood a chance! Let's go find you something better!" She corralled the crazy kid over toward the trees, shooting Elwood a questioning look just to check and make sure he was cool with them wandering around. Fall had stripped most of the leaves from the trees, though many evergreens still stood lush and verdant in their midst. All around them were a zillion sticks, limbs, and twigs of every size and shape, and Raven gestured Clover toward them. "Okay, go pick one out that you like. This will be your special, magic stick, so make sure it's a good one!"