“Been scouting Sparrow?” The calm question came from amongst the cluster of trees a little downhill. The woman was still very little inclined to speak long, her brief summary being: “So I was, before anyone else wakes. It wouldn’t be safe to tread the continuing path uninformed. I didn’t like how the village has been practically abandoned. ….I am aware of how you have been watching around the camp, we both know there is worse out there than wolves.” Her voice sounded a little like that was a welcome prospect.
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