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Posted: Sat May 20, 2017 8:35 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 03, 2017 8:15 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 03, 2017 8:16 pm
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Posted: Wed Jul 19, 2017 6:23 pm
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PRESERVERWhen food supplies ran scarce, the tribe began to panic. It was still a few weeks until the first thaw; there were no more winter plants, and spring had not yet passed by to leave new growth in its wake. Winter-born foals were beginning to look thinner and paler, and that was something that one childless doe could not stand. For some time she had been considered uninteresting, unremarkable, and somewhat selfish, always keeping the best food for herself and making sure she got the lion's share of everything. When the tribe was just shy of panicking over food and the first foal lay down and never got up again, the totoma doe seemingly had a change of heart -- leading the tribe to a small concealed cave in which she had stored plenty of early and mid-winter plants, berries, tree bark and mushrooms, all lovingly preserved in snow. For this selfless act, the tribe began to call her Preserver, as much for the food as for keeping the tribe alive.
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Posted: Tue Aug 22, 2017 2:54 pm
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Posted: Tue Aug 22, 2017 2:55 pm
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Posted: Wed Aug 23, 2017 7:45 pm
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Posted: Wed Aug 30, 2017 7:28 pm
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Posted: Wed Aug 30, 2017 7:40 pm
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Posted: Tue Sep 05, 2017 8:30 pm
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Posted: Tue Sep 05, 2017 8:30 pm
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