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Wraen's keen and alert expression changed to a relaxed one, when the wolf told her that they weren't going after the deer. It was a reasonable choice, but she could not help but feel a little disappointment. She was still young, full of enthusiasm and often over-rating her own strengths and abilities, therefore she would have liked to track that creature for a while longer, even if the chances of taking it down were very, very slim. 

With a resigned sigh, she turned her gaze away from the direction, where the deer had disappeared and back to the wolf, who now asked her name. She did notice that he spoke a little oddly, but gave an answer nevertheless: "Wraen. You?"