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As loud as they are, they won’t make it through one more nightfall. And even if they are that lucky they’ll likely attract every scabber across the Scorch.

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This presents a problem for me – one of simple logistics.

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I leave them to feast on their rodent kabob, for now, crossing the grate and asking the wolves what I should do.

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Red.                                                                                           All I can see is red.

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Compassion for animals is one thing—compassion for humananimals is quite another.

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Ultimately, it is a risk you can never afford.

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