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He interpreted the bob of her snout to mean she was willing to play along. "You know her scent," he drawled, holding out a foreleg lazily. "Lead the way, Ms. Allure. And while we walk, tell me more about yourself." Peregrine knew nothing of the girl's family history, nor the ties to his mate. He had been a bit preoccupied with other things during that particular conversation, after all, and he had already left the scene by then. "Like, where did you come from? What do you hope to achieve here? Where do you see yourself in one year? Five years? Do you prefer morning or evening poops?"