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The clearly startled wolf pardoned herself, her speech garbled by the things she carried in her mouth. Wildfire dipped her head in both understanding and apology (for having disrupted her endeavor), milling patiently in the background. When the she-wolf deposited the contents on the ground, she blinked at them, then raised her eyes to see that she was being scrutinized pretty heavily. She shifted her weight, allowing the stranger to assess her and waiting to see if she would say something.

The yearling's eyebrows shot up in surprise. "My name is Wildfire," she replied wonderingly. "I'm not a child," she added, not in a petulant way but with a genial smile. She was small but not a pup any longer. "I'm ranging," she said in way of an explanation. "I'm a scout by trade. Are you a healer?" she guessed, peering again at the bundle of greens on the ground, then falling into expectant silence, waiting for a mutual introduction.