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Their paths would inevitably collide. Tonravik did little to avoid that; perhaps he would speak, perhaps not. Her interest in him was plenty when she saw his stature, and so it is she who pauses when they are near enough to one another. He reminds her of someone, but it is a being from a story, not a memory.

She does not think what she does is strange; the proud wolf had little to be ashamed of, if anything; but she merely observes, waits for him to come closer so she could further inspect him. She is utterly still, blending with her surroundings, but not at all hidden or discreet in what she did.