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. But what difference does that make? Now
that we know where Chane is, all we have to do is go and
find him. That valley might be where Chane is, but how
will you know for sure if we don't have a good look at
it?"
Wingover sighed. "Because of those cats. No one in his
right mind would -"
"Oh, rust! Will you stop harping about cats? If that's
where Chane went, then I'm sure he has attended to any
cats that might be there, so you don't need to worry."
Wingover gritted his teeth. "Talking to you is like talk-
ing to a wall! Can't you understand, Button? If one of
those cats found your dwarf..."
Jilian turned away, then paused. "I see people," she
whispered, gesturing toward the edge of the clearing
where the mountain fell away. Excitement glowed in her
eyes. She pointed again, and Wingover sprinted toward
the ledge and dropped flat just short of it, to crawl for-
ward to where he could see beyond. Jilian was right be-
hind him, and he saw at a glance that Garon had spotted
the activity and shifted his position to where he could see
up and down the trail.
At first, there was nothing in sight below, only steep
mountainside dropping away toward the hazy depths of
a canyon between slopes. Then he saw movement, and
focused on it.
Far below, tiny with distance, a line of creatures
moved along a faint trail, going southward
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