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. And now Chess and Chane had company on the
slope. The kender and the dwarf dodged aside as a lithe,
furred creature with sharp horns bounded past them. A
few yards farther along they hugged the stone wall as a
line of other creatures, these with heavy coats of thick
wool, surged past them, bleating in panic. At the higher
ledge, where the trail cut back toward the peaks, the two
dived for cover as a pair of panting wolves loped down
the path, followed by several elk.
"Do you suppose winter is coming early this year "
The kender stepped out on the trail to look after the
strange procession, then dodged back as more of the
woolly creatures charged past him.
"They're running from something," Chane said. "I
guess that settles it. We'll camp here. A person could get
hurt going up that path, with everything else coming
down."
Two huge highland bison charged past the ledge and
veered away, following the downward path. Another elk
was right behind them, cavorting in desperation as the
heavier animals blocked its way. Then more of the
woolly creatures. One of them wore a collar with a bell.
"Somebody's sheep," Chess noted. "111 bet there's a
pretty unhappy herder up there somewhere."
"I think we'd better get a little farther from this path,"
Chane decided
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