King

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She aimed to relax best she could despite knowing an unfamiliar presence loomed nearby. However, it soon became apparent that it was not going to be one that moved on and she steeled herself for interaction, but remained with her paws in the warm waters. She wasn't budging, as she had come here with this purpose in mind, and would let them come to her.

A sizable, brown-coated male appeared from the steamy surroundings. She squinted his way, ears splaying as, naturally, he mistook her for someone else at first. This seemed to happen often while even she had yet to meet the wolf she was so often mistaken for. Well, she had once thought that Vires was similar to her in appearances, but they had only met once, and it was rarely that name she was accidentally called by. I hate to disappoint, she deadpanned in response, feeling too subdued to lilt it as sarcastically as she intended.

Rob was a simple enough name to remember. Now that he was nearer, she realized his pack scent was the same as Ariston's. Fleetingly, she thought of him. I am Ame. She shifted her weight, stepping a little further into the waters then. What brings you to these springs?