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She listened, blinking, absorbing these pieces of the King Elk, and further insights into his pack. He was far more forthcoming with the details than the skinny girl she had seen last, so this served as a welcome change of pace for the investigative scout.

But for all it was worth, she sensed she did not grasp it as wholly as she could without sights on it herself. The timing, the place, and perhaps even the awe of the beast surely intertwined just right to suit them--and their pack, it seemed. And if he had met the elk and not been attacked by it, maybe that was enough motivation--maybe even so far as to mention being chosen by him and his woods.. a unique sort of originality in these vast stretches of wilderness. "Fair enough," she conveyed, and wiggled her tail to match. "Well, still. Sounds interesting. Last pack I heard about around these parts was pretty tight-lipped on the details of itself, but this was coming from a skinny girl who might have been out past her curfew, so maybe not the best source of info.." she detailed and shook her head. Still, this could let him see what she had worked with here in the Tuktu before him. "What's your leadership like? Like say if I came near the woods just to check it out and see it a little closer for myself, how badly would that go over..?" Without making guarantees, she was keen enough to find out more if she made it over that way.