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Sure did! Phox replied, patting the rabbit corpse like one might an old friend. Well, I guess I found them as a kid, but it was nice to revisit. Bramblepoint, that dense little forest back there—Phox motioned toward the orchard—It's great for grabbing grub of all sorts. Apples are all gone this late in the year, but there are still plenty of berries. And o'course I got this rabbit. That's right, Dad's still got it!

What about you? Practicing for when you're a big bad leader? he asked, having spotted Fig doing some border patrolling of his own. Towma told me she wanted you to eventually add to our range. In a way, Phox was trying to get a feel for what Fig thought about all of that. Figment had always been a huge help wherever he was needed, and he couldn't imagine it being any different if he was asked to go expand their empire.