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Saras POV We had headed off at first light the next morning and had been traveling with little drama. It's been a few days now, but Prita assures me it's not much further. I let out a giggle as Draven pulls a funny face at me which he matches with a laugh of his own. It has been great traveling with him; he has shown me so much. Recently he has been showing me how to hunt. Around these parts, the black-tailed squirrel is common and tends to be what we eat at most meals. I've yet to catch one, but he tells me I will once I believe it, he believes in me. At least he says he does. Let's face it, I'm not a born hunter. I just wasn't built that way. I think he and Drew would get on. I have been thinking of Drew so much over the past day. The closer we get to the plant they said didn't exist, t