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Find a rat

Lisa went to bed. This, of course, upset me a little, but it was safer for her. The call of blood intensified. My eighteenth birthday was a little more than six months away. I remembered that Chanterelle and I have a birthday on the same day. She will be only seventeen. But for her sake, I could endure any thirst, the main thing is that now she was mine. The only nasty thought that itched in the back of her mind was that perhaps she had made a choice under the pressure of circumstances. After all, I was mortally poisoned, and the Fox, sympathetic and brave, wanted to help me.

Morning gray veil of low clouds hung over the school grounds. I hastily pulled on a T-shirt, went downstairs and froze in surprise.

- You did not go hunting, I asked from the dining room to bring you fresh meat.

The fox was busily busy in my kitchen. I didn't want to admit it even to myself, but what a pleasant sight it is.

- Eat quickly, the elders will come now, - Chanterelle put a plate in front of