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Midnight Wanderings.
41. Thestrals
The thestral flicked its tail and gave a snort of surprise. Four creatures, three of them very large were gambolling towards the edge of the forest. The thestral recognised the shapes of a rat, a large shaggy dog, a majestic stag but not the fourth animal. It was large and lupine, sniffing the air and snapping at the guard of animals around it. The smells that were coming from animals were wrong too. Human smells, not animal ones. As the animals grew closer, the thestral shrank back into trees, keen to stay away from the strange lupine creature and its friends.
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