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The Count glanced to the sound of approaching footsteps followed by a chuff to see her friend bounding over. Ira would return one of her own after dropping a carcass to the side as she turned her attention back to the hole before her, Only if you want to carry a rotten carcass? She gave a huffed chuckle as she worked at scrapping some dirt back into place to cover what was still edible. Luckily if the healer took her up on her offer there were only two or three small bodies assorted to the side. I'm doing fine. Is there any reason for the check-up or did you just want to tag along?