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Wraen smiled, just imagining, what would happen, if anyone dared to declare Nynka an idiot. She was crazy and brilliant, and more crazy all in mixed in the same pot. That weasel believed it could take the world and make it bow before it's feet and with it's will-power and inflated sense of ego, her supposed wolf-friend was pretty sure that she would succeed.

"Some weasels are too interesting to eat," she grinned. "She was a rare gem." Asked to give her opinion on, why there were so many bones here, she looked around and shrugged: "My take would be that either this was Valhalla here, before it moved elsewhere. Or someone had had it's paws on Cornucopia and had a gigantic feast. But probably there is far more boring and tragic cause to this, I think."