The two parties split at the mouth of the gorge.Ours followed the old road our ancestors had worn in and migrated south by the book.The first day took us along the border forest track.The three Alphas took no chances.One scouted ahead, one directed from the middle, one held the rear.Every half mile, they left their own claw marks.The route was lined with safe water sources, sheltered rock ledges, and hunting spots that had been marked in advance.The healers with us checked everyone's condition every two hours.At midday, while we rested on a sheltered stone slope, the Alphas hunted down two fat mountain goats nearby.They roasted the goats over the fire until the fat sizzled, then served the meat to the rest of the group with warm, clean water.At night, we sheltered in a large natural cave. With guards rotating through the night, everyone slept soundly.The second day's route was longer, but the column maintained its steady pace and successfully skirted three low hollows where
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