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The male was certainly a reticent kind. Sunspot didn't mind that, really, except that she prefered to gauge early on how receptive someone might be to her company. She couldn't yet tell if Kerberos would rather she left him alone, but she was sure that would become clear within the next few exchanges.

"Whatever you're willing," said Spot, giving her tail an easy wag. "Whatever your scent cannot. How did you come to this land? What do you seek? Are you staying long?"

She grinned, bright and inviting. He'd endured her this long, and so, she could not help but flirt just a little. "And do you want company?" she asked, careful not to invade his space any more than she already had. The shewolf lowered her front half to the ground in a position that was half restful, half playful. Kerberos could take his pick.