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His attention now on her, he watched as she withdrew. This pleased him enough for him to visibly relax though his stare was just as intense upon her form. She spoke and he listened to the muddied words as they filtered through his ears. Relax. Hadn't he done that? He didn't quite understand as he looked and stared upon the white wolf who continued to speak.

She asked a question. His ears tipped forward, mirroring her own before he lowered his nose to the ground and sniffed. The deer on this island traveled along these parts. He smelled them along with a few other ground creatures who took residence here.

"Hungry," he said while turning. A few paces and he took off, nose scenting the air as he resumed his hunt.