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"Nothing," Radae said, disappointed. "There's not even a smell." She moved her wings, and the motion upset the sling and Collette tumbled out. She punched the dragon's shoulder, but she hardly noticed. Shrugging, the little hobbit pulled the foodsack off her friend's back and rummaged through it for a muffin or two.
"What do we do if a dragon can't track someone?" Shade asked, trying not to wince from the aches in his wounds. Radae turned to Aranel. "Could your elfskills track Faye?" she asked the elf. Aranel looked thoughtful.
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***I am Elf, Hobbit, Man, and Dragon-my children are the peoples of the everlasting world-my hands made the trees and rivers- I am Heriel Aradaewen-Kemen'mamil, the Earthmother.***
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