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Sneak Peek at Chapter 25:

''Thalweg has never liked marshes and swamps. After he left his tribe for the first time, he had stumbled through a swamp and that truly unpleasant experience had never left him. The very thought of sinkholes and mud and toads made uncontrollable chills run up and down his spine.  … Thalweg passed by Bloodnose on the way into their leader’s tent. The weasel was tending to yet another bloody nose. The ferret captain pulled back the velum to his leader’s tent and meet Regolith’s raised eyebrow. The pine marten Regolith looked up at the ferret from his bench and turned up his nose at him. “You look filthy.” '' ''Vermilion looked up as well, she covered her mouth and her giggle with a red paw. Regolith smiled indulgently at his mate. He lifted up the dagger that he had been cutting up his woodpigeon with and threw it at Thalweg. It barely missed the ferret’s eye, cutting off one of his whiskers as and imbedded itself in the pole to his left.''

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“What story do you have for us tonight, Thalweg?” asked Vermilion.