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He hadn't lay there overly long, contplating the vagaries of fate that had led him to this miserable, irritating moment in time, when the moment got worse with the addition of a soft voice and the scent of the Armada. The sound of the voice had him almost twisting around to see, but he stopped himself before he had done more than twitch, and even that sent a ripple of pain through his injured muscles. "Not fallen into the river," he said through jaws clenched around the pain, "but nearly." He made himself stay immobile, though the idea of a strange wolf prowling around him unseen made his hackles attempt to rise against the ground.