Northstar Vale bastará solo con verte

Genie took a step back when Mouse leapt up, bristling as his tail rose. For a moment, she wondered if she was mistaken in thinking that this boy was him, but no, she couldn't be...and relief flooded through her when Mouse's began to wag and her name slipped from his lips. A smile worked its way up her face and she tilted her head then, glad that her instincts had not been wrong. "I could ask you the same thing," Genie said in reply, her nostrils flaring briefly. The scent of the vale is strong on him and it confirms her theory.

Genie laughed. "Of course," she smiled, finding herself very much at ease with Remi. He made her feel at ease in a way most strangers, or, in this case, wolves she met for the second time, could not. There was just something about him that she liked...something which caused her to trust the boy, if only a little. "Why would I lie to you, thorn boy?" she teased lightly, almost shyly as her own tail began to wag. "It does appear that I'm stuck with you for now."