The winter stores were kept in a stone cellar under the longhouse, and on her second week Mara was sent down to count them. She came back up grey-faced. "That's all of it?" she asked Senna. "That's everything?" The beta did not pretend otherwise. "That's everything. Salt meat, root crop, the grain we traded for. Enough for the pack we
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