Animals acting out
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Behind him, the chickens stayed in their pen, pressed to the far corner as if avoiding the porch. The sheep, though fenced in again, had gravitated back, heads angled low, nostrils flaring.
It was strange—he’d never seen them so fixated on one spot. A low, uneasy bleat rippled through the group, putting Ben further on edge.
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