The lead suits – reassembled into new leather covers – were cached beneath the trees. Onan, Pendleton and the other beasts were groomed, saddled and fed. Throckmorton made a quiet patrol, ensuring all was well while the others rapidly wolfed down breakfast and buckled on their equipment. Snapper was keen to be off and away. For the first time, she laid hands upon Kenda’s camp gear, wanting to help him pack and saddle up. The man scowled and immediately came over to take his pack out of her grasp. “I’ve got it.” The shark blinked, surprised at how swiftly the man had moved to reclaim his possessions. He was already buckling his bedroll into place behind his beetle-horse’s saddle. Snapper scowled – and then sniffed as a brief tingle lingered on her snout. “You have something electrical in there?” “Old batteries. Trade goods.” The man pulled everything tight.
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