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Her attention was broken by a fat raindrop landing on her nose, sending a chill down her spine. Tilting her head upwards she squinted at the puffy gray storm clouds, nose wrinkling.

"Och."

Really she should have been used to sudden rainstorms by now. She should have, but what mattered to her then was that it was cutting into her training.

With a small shiver she put her bow over her shoulder, hood tugged down over her head. If she were lucky she could take refuge under the canopy of tree tops for an hour or so and wait for the storm to die down. Another glance at the sky assured her that the clouds weren't particularly menacing.

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