Red slitted a single eye open, slowly coming out of a deep sleep. Dusk. Time to go. With a grunt he heaved himself to his feet before giving a vigorous shake, shedding leaves, grass, and a startled cricket. The puller watched it hop away with a bemused snort. Sleeping in soft loam was more comfortable than the rocky terrain of Thedale, but he could do without the uninvited guests.
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