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She lapped thirstily at the waters beneath her. How they contrasted from the robust sea! But the river was surely strong, and could carry one away just as the ocean may. A child of Kei knew all the dangers water could bring, and she was wary of them even then. The water was cold... drinking too much too quickly would surely not be wise. So she pauses in time to hear the male's baritone fill the air. Surprise is the first emotion felt. The only wolves she had truly interacted with—other than the ones at the Vale—had been her family. She had lived with them two years, and perhaps would have remained with them were it not for Hawthorne of the lot of them leaving... Anemone had been content. One day she presumed she would have taken over the family pack itself, finding a mate and ruling with her brothers the homeland of Kei, where she spoke and her form could be seen. But life was a fickle thing, and there were other plans in the work.

Her unmindful tangent took all of thirty seconds to pass within her mind before she responds, To you as well! in a warm voice, eager to meet another. The wolf was dark, a color she had seen few and far between. Her beta was of this shade as well so she would soon grow used to it, but she was used to silvers, browns, reds... The L'amour wondered at his interest as well. He could easily be a kindly stranger... there were many that had passed her by with a hello and a kind greeting. Could he want to communicate with her other than the formalities? ...She licks her chops, relatively perplexed, before going out on a limb: I'm Anemone.