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A bark grabbed the confused puppy's attention. Turning Dalgina dropped her carving. Spotting an adult Dalgina broke into a run, coming up to him. She stopped just short of the borders, suddenly having a feeling that she should stay inside them. Looking over at the big span title="wolf">tok, Dalgina grinned. He asked if she was lost, immediately bringing Dalgina's ears to droop down. She really was lost. It wasn't fair. Dalgina was bigger and older now. A whole month had passed since she'd gotten lost! Dalgina would find a way out on her own. Even if it was a little scary and she had no idea where she was.
Instead Dalgina cocked her head to the side, looking up at him curiously. Mahn patrols borders. Mahn not here. Can't be borders. Pleased with this line of logic Dalgina thumped her tail on the ground. Realizing that this was exactly what she was looking for Dalgina dashed around, picking up the chewed stick. She brought it back over to the stranger and dropped it before him. Look! I made a tree. She beamed with pride, sure that he could see the resemblance to the towering giants on the mountain.
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