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Grezig listened silently as Liri attempted to reassure her. She tried to allow herself to be reassured. Their pack was young and small, but surely, after so much effort, it had to mean something. Besides, even if they ended up losing too many members to be a real pack, it wouldn’t matter. They would make it through winter—somehow—and try again. Grezig, at least, would not give up on this. 

Then Liri said something—a word—that Grezig found interesting. “Rosings?” she repeated, glancing at the pale woman. She raised her eyebrows in an obvious question, waiting to hear what Liri had to say on the matter.