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“That would be lovely,” Edy replied before he had a chance to think of the words he was using. He could not help his immediate attraction to her, and had he been a different kind of wolf, he may have handled the situation much differently. Pausing to make sure she was ready, he began walking along the edge at a slow pace. There was no need for them to be in a hurry, after all.

“I’m Kennedy,” he replied, “I'm a recent transplant as well.” In fact, he had been here almost a whole month. It had not felt like much time at all, though, especially compared to others who had been here for much longer. “What led you astray from your previous home?” he asked, curious to know what brought her to the ridge.