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Zaria stood there, and kept her green eyes on the female before her. She also didn't know where the dark female came from but all the other wolves in her fur made Zaria decide that she wasn't a lone wolf. The slender female was a bit tense around strangers since she didn't know what to think really. But then the dark female spoke. Only Zaria couldn't understand what she was saying. Tracking? Oh wait, maybe she heard it before. It was prey related wasn't it? Yes, it was. Zaria had to think for a moment and then looked at the bison. She shook her head. "Bison no alone hunt," she returned in her slowly growing english vocabulary. She was already doing so much better than before she got accepted by the alpha of the silver tipped mountain. He accent was clear in her voice.

"Zaria no more, Dorthran. Khalas left without Zhavvi," she explained to the female since well, it seemed like the female was very cautious around these lands. "Zhavvi now names Zaria and lives with Alphas Fitz," she added and looked at her. She was curious to see where this female came from. Zaria could socialize if she wanted to. She was curious about this female and wanted to know about her. "Whoes you?," she asked, with a hint of suspicion. She had just told the other who she was, which might not be the smartest thing to do. But, her name wasn't really well known around here, so why not. She liked to test her new name on her tongue.