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While a snuggly nap with Zosime would have been bliss—the healer was pleased when the girl rallied enough to perk up, an upside down look cast upon her. “Oh, gosh,” she exclaimed, faux seriousness coming upon her. “You’re right! They need a home. Where should we look first?” And with a gentle nudge, Meadow coaxed the girl to her sleepy paws.

“I’ll carry them,” she offered, plucking both pebbles up gingerly and waiting for the girl to direct her on where she would like to go.