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The wolf strolled along, its tongue hanging out of its mouth.

"Gramps?" Marr said, raising an eyebrow. Virde didn't look very old at all to him.

Yenith remained in the back, listening to the conversatioj from a distance where she wouldn't draw too much attention.

The priest returned to his work, getting on with patching up the strangely-robed lad.