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Agatha shook her head, “Let’s keep going. We need to find someplace safe before dark.”

“But-,” Teroe started but Agatha had already started making her way down the hill.

The others shared a look but kept on going. Zandera flew down to walk a little next to Veeta. “What do you think caused her to space out?” she whispered.

Veeta answered back with an equally hushed tone, “She mentioned her mother before spacing out, maybe she was remembering something about her.”

“Poor thing, she’s been alone for so long.”

“Indeed, however we need to keep her on track, so best not to bring her up too much.”

Teroe interrupted them, “Uh huh, will do.”

“Especially you Teroe,” Veeta warned, “Don’t go given her dreams about her mother. We need her focused, not crying.”

The six of them continued their way to the village. Long blades of grass tickled Agatha’s legs. The wind whipped her hair and cajoled the grass, blade slapping blade. She wanted to just roll around and play, but she kept on walking. There was no telling when Grim could be back. Or if hunters decided to attack.