Susan hadn't seen Qui-Gon in a week or so, which was rather unusual, so after breakfast she and Shadow went up to his hut for a visit. It was a good long walk through the snow, which Susan didn't really mind and Shadow seemed to enjoy
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She decided she'd go check on him, so she bundled up and got a flask of tea, then set out for his cabin. When she got there, she saw Susan and Susan's direwolf standing at the hut and staring at it. Then she noticed the lack of footprints too.
"Oh no. Not him," she said softly, knowing immediately what had happened. It happened enough, after all.
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Shadow trotted up to the door of the little hut, sniffing about, and then barked twice, wagging her tail.
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She looked at the flask of tea and frowned.
"I guess he doesn't need any tea. Do you want some? Tea seems to make a lot of things better."
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She half-smiled at the memory, but it was sad. She put a hand out so Susan's direwolf could sniff it. Startling the wolf was not a good plan.
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"She's determined for us to go inside," said Susan. "I wonder what's got her all bothered." There was no lock or latch on the door, which didn't surprise Susan, as Qui-Gon kept very few possessions and had no need to lock things up, and so the door opened easily.
The little hut was empty as expected, except for a small ball of feathers perched at the end of Qui-Gon's bed.
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Teek poked her even smaller round head out of her small round body and chirped forlornly.
"Okay, that's just mean. Meaner, actually, because there is nothing about disappearing people that's nice to the rest of us. Still, taking him and leaving Teek all by herself? No wonder your direwolf wanted us to come inside."
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Teek chirped again.
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"We really can't. It's not like she's a wild bird, so she can't really fend for herself either. I'm still not sure she can actually fly...she's so round."
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"I mean, I know you feed them and they need somewhere to consider their nest, but other than that, I'm pretty much avian-impaired. Maybe the bookshelf will be helpful?"
She didn't really hold out much hope though. The bookshelf hadn't liked her for a couple of weeks.
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She didn't know Susan particularly well, but Qui-Gon trusted her and that was enough. There was also the fact that Susan's husband was what her grandmother would have called 'a fine upstanding young man,' which was an additional source of trust.
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She looked around at the small shelter. "It's really not fair that he's gone," she said quietly.
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