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There are still many questions she has for him but she hopes there is a time for them to come. Even as little as she knows about Blackfeather Woods (basically nothing), she’s more enamored by the fact another of her kind is here, in the flesh. When he suggests he can talk to the leader, she nods. “I am a good fighter, and hunter,” she tells him. She has a size to rival the one standing in front of her, as most northern women, and she’d lack the pride one of, if she were lying.