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The way the stranger spoke, Phox's stomach dropped, and he thought he was talking about Camilla. Was this one of her relatives? One of her captors, like the wolf who had ripped his face in half? He didn't have a chance to ask, because Dingo was kind enough to fill in some of the blanks. It seemed this pretty guy was asking about Towhee. Again? Had he been here before?

You're a friend of Towhee's? Phox asked, lifting a brow.