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Regina? She didn't know what to say when the she-wolf bungled her name. Her lips parted to correct her, then she thought better of it. She requested to be called Auntie in turn. Regipre wasn't familiar with the term aunt, so she took it as her helper's actual moniker. She wondered if it meant anything, like her own name meant gift, but she remained mum on that too.

Auntie rummaged around in a pile of greens and Reggie watched, wary but fascinated. When offered a choice between the two, she blinked slowly, then looked up at the she-wolf's face. What? Really? her expression seemed to say. Out loud, she asked, "What are they?" She had never heard of dearie, marigold or lavender. They just looked like plants to her and she couldn't imagine what Auntie intended to do with them.