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Speedy offered a friendly smile despite his shortness, not easily ruffled. That's interesting, isn't it? she asked lifting her head towards the water-filled valley. She took a few cautious steps towards the golden male, still unsure if he was friendly. She could tell by his scent that he was lone; months of roaming this area had taught her the difference been the scents of pack wolves and lone wolves, but that didn't help her much in determining of he had any dangerous intentions. During her wanderings, she had yet to meet anyone who wished to cause her harm, but she was always careful when first meeting strangers. As a lone wanderer, it would be easy to find herself in a dangerous situation, and her small stature didn't offer her much in the way of strength should she need to protect herself; she was quick and agile but could easily be overpowered, especially by a larger wolf with any skills in fighting. Speedy didn't let that keep her from being her overly-friendly self, though; she was too free-spirited and social to let anything deter her from meeting new wolves.

She turned her head from the valley and met his beautiful cerulean gaze with her golden one. What brings you here? she asked with friendly curiosity. Maybe he was a wanderer like she was? Speedy was always interested in other wolves stories.