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As she finishes dressing, she walks barefoot over to the remains of the fire, stoking it back up, and setting the tea back on, and starts going thru the food, looking for something to fix. Her hair keeps getting in her way, and she swats at it again and again.......
She looks up suddenly, noticing Cyril just standing there looking from the wolves to her, a question marked in his face...
She starts to talk, but as tears rise again, she quickly looks back down, and rummages thru the pack some more, not knowing what to say, or even how to talk...............
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