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. The dogs, which had led the party to the tree,
continued jumping up onto its trunk and sliding back down
again - though one of them had actually managed to jump
onto a particularly low limb and now stood upon it on
jittery hind legs, barking furiously.
"You're right," said Groag over the din. "I don't see them
either. Can kender fly?"
But even as Groag suggested this, a smile spread slowly
across his master's face. "Sire?" Groag prodded dimly.
"Fly, Groag?" blurted Toede. "Ha! Fly, you say? Is that
your theory?"
"Well, no. I was only wondering - "
"Don't you see what they did?"
"Um, let me see - "
"And you think you're so smart!" Toede pointed with a
stubby finger at the various heavy limbs jutting from the
tree. "It's obvious! They climbed along one of those upper
branches, crossed to another tree, down they came, and - "
Toede turned to the rest of his party. "Everyone! Spread
out!"
The hunting party radiated from the tree. Toede, more
confident than ever, waited with Groag. Every so often he
smirked at his uppity attendant. Sure enough, one of the
dogs started yapping at the base of a neighboring pine.
"Oh, I do love it!" shouted Toede as he galloped off
behind his noisy black dogs
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