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"Any late packages?" Malke asked as she walked back into the university's mail room.
"One for Professor Jenkins," her supervisor replied.
Malke frowned. Even though she was in her first year, the job had been teaching her the campus quickly, but-
"He's a ruminant fellow," her supervisor said as Malke took the package.
Malke nodded, noting the address and heading off.
When she did find Professor Jenkins's office, she was surprised by the size of the door.
It was perfect; she didn't need to fold her wings and he didn't bump his antlers.
