Brightmeadow stopped and measured the wolf's look. She nodded and watched as he vanished afer the party.

In these situations, sometimes it's better to wait and see what comes along, thought Brightmeadow, finding a bench and drawing out a small book of poetry, which she back to read, a part of her mind alert for action.

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