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Pied lay on an outcropping, sunning herself and daydreaming about her puppies. She even drowsed, her eyelids drooping but not fully closing. During one of these spells, movement between the trees below her perch made her stir and, blinking sleepily, the Gamma scanned the treetops. She saw it again: a flash of goldenrod between the shadows, like a little beam of sunlight come alive.

Carefully, she picked her way down to the small copse and found there an unfamiliar scent, with the Alpha's signature faintly woven into it. Curious, she pursued it until she came up behind a lanky, bony creature with cornsilk fur. Pied admired her pelt a moment, then barked quietly to announce her presence.

When the stranger presumably turned to face her, Pied couldn't help but think that Akhlut, the so-called Sun Prince, must fancy this she-wolf of sharp angles and sunlit fur. Smiling to herself, the Gamma decided she might try to play matchmaker. First, though, she should get to know her new pack mate. A name would be a good place to start.

"Hello, I'm Pied. Who're you?"