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... eeper, roots twisting over the path like veins.
Trafalgar glanced at Garrika ahead. Her ears flicked, tail tense, every step light and deliberate. Sylven followed behind her, bow half-raised, eyes flicking from shadow to shadow.
"She’s tracking something," Sylven murmured.
"Yeah," Trafalgar replied, voice low. "She’s been sniffing the air for a while."
Garrika crouched near a patch of torn moss, brushing her fingers against faint claw marks. "Fresh. Big ones. Thre ...
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