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It seemed this woman was a pleasant creature and that, in and of itself, was reassuring. Ears twitched, nodding in answer. Bright eyes followed the gesture she gave, roaming the horizon in search of the coast. Papa had told her many stories of the ocean and it many odd creatures. Catori supposed she would have reached the shores at some point though, and she did not rush it. "No, though I'd like to see it one day." When that day would be, she had no clue but surely, the Spirits would guide her there when it was time.

"Is there something you search for?" She asked, volleying a question back at her. She had said scouting and usually that mean there was someone or something she was looking for. Did she need help in her endeavors? Would she even accept the help of a lone wolf? Some pack wolves would not. How this one would react was anyone's guess, though she seemed nice enough. "Catori. And you are?" She meant the question pleasantly, of course, her tones attempting to convey as much.