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Out in the stables, a man is singing. He doesn't have a bad voice, really, just one that is untrained, and a bit rough. He finds it helps the horses relax, since they've been mighty keyed up since the wolves started howling outside, for the past few days.
Slowly Shane makes his way down the line of stalls, dropping in the evening feed. Just another one of the many jobs that need doing.
Slowly Shane makes his way down the line of stalls, dropping in the evening feed. Just another one of the many jobs that need doing.