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Garion frowned and lightly kicked the side of the wagon glumly. "Nuts. I thought maybe cooking with shields could be my talent, but I guess that's not it either." He looked back to his flank and sighed. "If only that was a hammer, then I could be a potato-masher pony."
The plum mare looked at the small colt and gave him a pat on the head. "Aren't you my little protector? Trying to protect me like shield?" She got onto the wagon.