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With an intense stare did she focus upon the other's mouth. "hello" she could read and she smiled. She was greeted! Already this was going far better than the conversation with the rude male that had seen her more like an object to be owned instead of the small red wolf she was.

Ah.. Nah... Tah? Her brows knitted together. She hoped she had gotten that right, but names weren't just words. They were abstract most of the time and harder to read.