dream this, and I 'think'
this.
You "said this"
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Anderung came to a halt where the deer had fallen. Her violet eyes were wide as she looked at the deer. It had two ‘arrows’ suck into it, on directly into its head. The she-wolf looked between the deer and Deirdre. She had no objections to hunting and getting food, but something about the way that the deer had just fallen like that wasn’t right. She nodded slowly at the others comment. Anderung moved around to the deer’s head and nudged the arrow shaft with her nose.
She licked her lips nervously then looked at Deirdre. ”Yes, it was rather easy. But now what, do we call the pack or try and drag this to the den?” She cocked her head at the white wolf, ear twitching. She glanced up as a squirrel jumped through the branches of the canopy, sending down a small dusting of snow.
"Speech here."