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She was prepared to flee in order to save what dignity she had left, but the man didn't seem too upset with her, and Skraeling wasn't about to pass up some company - especially company that looked fit and well-fed. "I'm not embarrassed," she protested, although her heated cheeks said otherwise.

Tentatively, she padded toward the stranger, nostrils flaring as she tried to take in his scent. A pack wolf - was he here to tell her to get lost? Maybe he would take her home! Either way, now was not the time to make a bad first impression. "I'm Skraeling," she replied with a wag of her tail and a winning smile. "But you can call me Rae - it's less of a mouthful."