They buried Bricken on the high ridge, where the snow shed first and the spring would reach him soonest. The whole pack climbed up to do it — all sixteen of them, every one alive, which was a sentence Mara would not have believed possible three days before. Greythorn grieved the way Greythorn did everything: plainly, together, and without pretending.
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