No one would know where she had died. For some reason they made him think of Mat, and Perrin. A tawny mountain cat, striped in shades of brown and heavier than a man, snarled at them from a rocky ledge above; a female, lacking the tufts on her ears and the wide cheeks. I think they meant to fill it with whatever they could steal.
How? she moaned in a thick voice. All of them, for now. She put her arms around his shoulders as if to hold him where he was. You're ta'veren.
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