I crouch by the river, taking comfort in the familiarity of the sounds and sights of the night. I sigh. I've been trying hard to keep up, but being clan leader is harder than I'd ever imagined, and I'd never wanted to be leader. I get up, getting ready to leave, when I hear something -someone- in the bushes. I draw my dagger, ready to fight. Who's there? I call, my voice tense.
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