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Tonravik was unperturbed by the other lifting their head; they were in free territory, and she was not his leader by any means. He seemed to enable her to interact with him, physically, and so she pushed her snout gently toward the area where tail met rump to learn of him. His age, where he had been, and those he had been around. None smelled familiar. He bore the body one of Tartok might have, and she had been hopeful; but perhaps not. If she felt any disappointment, there was none to be seen at all. She withdrew and drifted forward, and then stopped to turn to face him again. Words were utterly useless to her. It was clear he did not live here. Where was his pack? Her eyes darted around him, and fell to him again.