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... a nearby presence as the Imperator and his ward searched for a buck to hunt.
There was a wide grin on Marcellus' face as he crouched down and observed the footprints left behind by a stag. He placed his finger into the prints, and determined by the composition of the soil, that they were indeed fresh tracks..
"You see this, Theodosius, these footprints are new, at most a few minutes old. We're getting close to our prey. Now come with me. Tread lightly, and don't make too much noi ...
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