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Ruenna nodded wordlessly, reluctant to comment any further on the bear attack.  She had little desire to relive such a nightmare; packmates flung left and right, bloody, broken...

Rue suppressed a shiver. 

The change in topic was very much welcome. Rue nodded again. "I've found that winter provisions are better stored in the ground, as opposed to in the stomach."  It was a lesson Minori's squirrel had never learned it seemed. Well, speaking of storing provisions...

"Absolutely," Rue agreed, shifting over so that Minori would have room to dig beside her. Even though Rue was fairly reserved herself, she had cast Minori as practically antisocial. Rue figured this was a rare morning, to get to spend time in the presence of the pack's resident recluse.