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"'kay" He said, nodding. He'd find someplace to sleep tonight, then explore the territory a bit in the morning. The only thing that he was really good at catching was grasshoppers, and now that it was beginning to get a little colder he didn't see them as much. What would he do in the winter time when they all died? He had heard stories about how fluffy pieces of frozen water fell down from the sky...and about how all of the flowers and grasses died, but he wasn't sure if he believed it yet. He'd just have to wait and see.
Squirk seemed content with one of the shallower caves that were standing next to, and Sirius watched him enter it and stake out a part of it for himself. "This one for now. I'll see you's in the morning maybe?"
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