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After a while she was sure that they were being followed.
One mammoth paw glides silently past.
The travelers stopped for the night only once it had grown too dark to see.
It was the bear who had spoken, somehow.
No chance of sleep tonight.
The dark wall was not a wall at all: it was the widest tree trunk Tara had ever seen.
The sparrow opens its beak.
In the trees above, a figure watches.