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... toppling the bowl. "Then wouldn’t the cold season..."
She nodded. "Exactly. If we could grow it on a large scale, the tribe would never have to worry about running out of food during the cold season again."
The Priest’s whiskers twitched in excitement. "Plant it, we must plant it, this is far more reliable than hunting."
With few prey active during the cold season, it was nearly impossible to catch anything. The extreme cold left countless elderly, infants, and females s ...
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