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She has heard from the local villagers that a large pack of wolves has been hanging around the area. She has decided to track them down to thin the numbers and encourage the rest to move elsewhere.
She keeps a number of eyes and ears out. One can hardly have too many of those in the wilds.
He curls into more of a ball again, giving another vibrating purr against her.
Snuggle. While heading back towards the village because the middle of the woods is not optimal for snuggles.
Squid adjusts himself, managing to make himself an optimal shape and size for carrying.
He resumes the low, humming purr - which he doesn't seem entirely conscious that he's doing that - and presses closer against her.
Another blink, and then the eyes vanish and he curls tighter against her, humming out a sound that might be a 'thank you'.
The villagers are a little more interested in her return this time, probably hoping for some good news.
She shows off her trophies.
"They're gone, and I don't think they'll be back for a good while."
The villager busy paying Zarân is obviously trying to avoid looking at the tentacleball attached to Zarân.
"We are grateful, Miss," he says. (He can't quite not look at Squid.)
She shifts her grip so that the tentacleball is partially shielded from view.
"You are quite welcome of course."
"Did you intend to stay much longer?" the man asks neutrally.
"Hmm no, I don't think so. Another day or so and I'll be on my way. Perhaps even tomorrow."
He nods, almost thoughtfully. "Well, let us know if there's anythin' you need."
He wrenches his gaze from where it has once again wandered to where Squid is hiding, inclines his head, and departs.
Squid stays curled tight against her, shaking a little now rather than the content vibrating.
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