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... in late autumn. The voices of two beastkins resounded outside the fence that divided the pioneer land and the forest.
Who gave directions while climbing a tree and clearing away the branches was the catkin Nina. Perhaps she liked high places; she looked to be in quite a good mood.
And the one who received instructions from that Nina, and ascended a tree was the dogkin Mark. On his waist was a hatchet.
The pioneer land’s defense fortification.
The watch towers and ...
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