OOC!  Did a bit of pp so let me know if you  want me to change it. @Staryn and @Nash

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The summer left the air dry and tasteless, and the plants around them brittle and withering. The animals had all either withdrawn from the mountain or clumped around the lake, and that was where the guardian'd had the most success hunting. Today he'd been fishing in the shallow water at the lake's edge and had an idea.

Tagg tucked his catch into the roots of a tree to keep it safe from scavenging birds and headed back to the den area where he knew his children were likely playing. He found them just outside, as expected. "Staryn, Nash,"