Placeholder: [Sophie Turner] Captain Turner had selected this spot well, ascendng nimbly through the braches with the night's rewards bundled on her back. Lashing the nexu's thick pelt into a hammock kept her off the damp ground. Its supple fur would stave off the deepening chill when the fire died. Below, the carcass was well concealed should any scavengers come sniffing. But up here she was safely isolated, with a panoramic view of the surrounding forest. Between the crackling firepit and her stormtrooper' [Sophie Turner] Captain Turner had selected this spot well, ascendng nimbly through the braches with the night's rewards bundled on her back. Lashing the nexu's thick pelt into a hammock kept her off the damp ground. Its supple fur would stave off the deepening chill when the fire died. Below, the carcass was well concealed should any scavengers come sniffing. But up here she was safely isolated, with a panoramic view of the surrounding forest. Between the crackling firepit and her stormtrooper'

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[Sophie Turner] Captain Turner had selected this spot well, ascendng nimbly through the braches with the night's rewards bundled on her back. Lashing the nexu's thick pelt into a hammock kept her off the damp ground. Its supple fur would stave off the deepening chill when the fire died. Below, the carcass was well concealed should any scavengers come sniffing. But up here she was safely isolated, with a panoramic view of the surrounding forest. Between the crackling firepit and her stormtrooper'

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