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The dark pup continued to plat – taken with the feathers her mother plucked from the bird. Vega canted her muzzle at Scarlett’s words, giving a shake of her muzzle. They had a local bear…? The thought was not an appealing one to the swarthy she-wolf, but if the beast was on good terms with the pack, then she supposed it could be worse.
 
“No, I haven’t,” she offered then, pulling herself back in to a stretch before giving a nod. It wasn’t that she didn’t want the company of the ivory female, but she also had only stopped by to offer the mother and her cubs a meal.. her mind was more at ease when she had a task at hand. “I should go back to the borders and do another sweep,” she mentioned, giving a nod to the Beta.