Mia POV
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The momentum that the fledglings had after Meghan’s first pep talk, three days ago, was slowly beginning to wear off as they continued in a supporting role of pack’s efforts. Some of the older fledglings were annoyed they couldn’t help the warriors patrol the border and be involved in the action, whilst the younger ones were running out of steam. Meghan was keeping everyone on task very well, but small tells of their restlessness were beginning to show. Mia was the same, her smile feeling forced as she served yet another bowl of food. Tonight, they were having a thick soup containing meat and vegetables, with a cob of bread on the side. It was a nice meal, but half the size of a regular portion and she had to meet the eyes of every disappointed face who got one.
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