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Her gaze sharpened, landing on him as her posture stiffened for a moment, standing stock still as she peered at the cinnamon colored wolf. How he had guessed her name, she was unsure but it was a bit... unsettling. This was noticeable in the way her hair slowly prickled along her spin, hackles halfway risen in her discomfort. "Who are you, wolf?" 99% sure they had not met before was apparently not enough. She would have to draw information out of him if she was going to learn how he knew to refer to her as such. "How do you know my name?" 

His other comments and actions fell by the wayside for the moment, stalled by this occurrence. Besides. By the way he referred to the Spine, obviously he knew which way she'd come from. "You answer my question and I'll answer yours." If he refused... The easily agitated wolf had no doubt that their meeting would take a turn, moving from lighthearted to deadly in only a matter of words and moments. What happened now was on him entirely.