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She could tell when the wolf caught her scent. Her behavior changed and she began to look around herself, black fur raising like quills. Regipre silently moved out of view behind some scrub, wary eyes fastened on the stranger. Her over-sized ears flicked when another wolf arrived. Reggie caught a glimpse of Auntie through the fall foliage. Aside from Reek, she had been the kindest to her. That wasn't saying a whole lot, though, considering Reek had lied and Auntie had practically drowned her.

When Auntie's words registered with the young coyote, she felt a jolt of dismay. The woman had tended her wounds. Despite her roughness, Regipre had one day hoped to learn more about healing from her. It sounded like Auntie was just like Saena and the rest of them. They wanted her (and Sart) dead. She would have to find her sister and tell her that trying to stay here wasn't worth it. They would have to take a gamble with winter.

For the moment, however, the svelte prairie wolf did not move. She hovered like a ghost, watching the pair of she-wolves, waiting for them to forget all about her before she attempted to slink away into the wood for the last time.